Tomorrow is the day Deb and I fly out to begin our pilgrimage. In reality, this pilgrimage started when we bought our plane tickets in January. Even though we had travel insurance, in my mind, there was no turning back at that point; only moving forward to prepare for this huge adventure.
Everything I did today, I kept thinking “this is the last load of clothes, this is the last meal with my kids, this is the last walk with my dog.”
I packed and repacked my backpack. The hardest part was packing the suitcase I will mail to the end of the journey with things I will want then. What will I want? Who will I be? What will I want to wear? Honestly, I have no idea. I threw in a skirt that is a bit too small for me now, and a T-shirt. I put in make up, a hair dye kit, and my usual tools for styling the hair that I will not have styled for over a month by then.
I had a few family meetings to cover things like who to contact in case of emergency and how to contact me, God forbid, if something terrible should happen. I even had several snuggle sessions and conversations of encouragement with my puppy.
This is it. The last day. Tomorrow I am a pilgrim on a journey. Wish me/us luck!
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