On the road again...

Leaving is hard. Or I guess, for me it is. It always has been, so I sometimes wonder why I would possibly have chosen the life I have. Since the first time I packed up my suitcase to head to NYC alone, I've struggled. Something about the change feeling so final, maybe even irreversible, even though I know it's not. Or maybe I just know that nothing will ever be the same, because nothing ever is.

This time was a little harder than all the other times, and when I say "a little," I mean a lot. We had to pack up our entire home that we'd lived in for a year, and this was no Airbnb. Andrés and I had a fridge, washer, stove, bed that we had to sell! It was tough, but it taught me a vital lesson: only Airbnbs from now on!

As I watched our furniture being taken out of the house piece by piece, I really struggled at first. This was my first official house, and so many life milestones happened in it. Once again, I managed to stuff my life into a small suitcase and backpack. And if you read Mama's blog from last week, you'll know we weren't allowed much.

Not to say that it isn't liberating. Getting rid of things is one of the best feelings in the world, but only after the process is well underway. It's the getting started that really trips me up. I'm hoping that this year I'll remember how to do it.

This week of difficult transitions was made easier by the great little Airbnb we have gotten to stay in. At first glance, it's nothing special. But the owner also owns a hotel just up the street, and it's VERY fancy. We're allowed to go over and hang out by the pool whenever we want! Definitely a pro that has made this all nicer.

Cali, Colombia has really become my home in the past couple of years. I love it here, and at first I really thought that I wouldn't want to leave. But something truly has been awakened in me - I guess you could call it the travel bug. My feet itch to walk.

And so, here we go. When you read this, I'll be on some airplane or in some airport or another. The journey begins today - and it's gonna be a really long journey. I'm nervous, but I'm mostly excited. I'm also jealous that Mama gets to write our next blog - it's going to be a doozy.