See you

We're leaving. Mixed feelings.

Joy: we're going to live what we dreamt about
Sadness: our friends are not coming with us; they will follow our adventures but we will not be part of their  lives in the same way we have been.
Impatience: To get on the road, as a confirmation
Angst: How are we going to deal with the trials?
Protection: we are helping each other pass over the low points: it's just a form of dealing with the emotions
Giddiness: Look at what we're doing, hee hee!

 A stage in our lives is ending. Until now we followed the same steps as the majority of people: high-school, university, job, family, children. We have proof that it ends at every step: last day at work, packing the clothes and preparing the house (sheets all over the place like in "Great Expectations"), suspending services. The most difficult to finish is the food! I never believed Mihai when he told me that he could live comfortably for a month without buying food (while I was in vacation with the kids for two weeks). But as usual he was right: I gave away lots of bags, and even though the five of us eat three meals a day, the food is still there!

We said our good byes to the people we know. When we moved to the States (we have antecedents of straying from the majority's path) our friends visited us one by one (we all had little children) and our parents took us to the airport and encouraged us. Now, we had quite a few parties and we were the main subject. My heart is full of warm feelings, because I felt people's joy and care for us. We thank you all for your thoughts and wishes.

We're leaving... leaving every object, checking the house for the n-th time. We sit down for a while as Russians do, say a prayer, and lock up.
The road awaits us....

And as Grandfather Grigorie used to say: "We're crossing it in two!"