Gone, gone, gone

I've been sitting in the Toronto Airport for the past hour and pondering how I got here.  Not in the literal way, of course, but marveling at the course that life can take you.
The past week has been an absolutely crazy whirlwind.  I finished work, said farewell to alot of people, packed and packed and almost filled my complexes garbage bin with stuff when we loaded the trailer and emptied out my place this weekend.  It could not have happen without the help of my mom and dad, and especially Matt and Elaine.
There were funny times in the dispensing of the old...

and overwhelming times to think that the tangible items that represent my life is contained in these boxes and plastic cases

and that it all fit in this amazing trailer that my mom and dad brought up to load, and then they are generously hauling to New Brunswick behind their motorhome when they come out next month for the wedding.

I cannot even believe how tired I am.  If I wasn't so totally giddy at the thought that I will see Dave and Lady M in a few short hours I would be curled up in a corner somewhere bawling my eyes out. 

I'm still way too emotional to write about the miracles of the past few days, but its enough to say that I still know that the Lord has firmly had a hand in this move and this change in my life, and that there are so many good things to come.

Bring it on!


But let me have a really good long sleep first!  ;)