Friday, July 8, 2011

Saying Goodbye to the South.

As I sit here in Atlanta, watching the planes fly over our hotel, I realize I am going to be on one of those in two days.  It makes me wonder about the people on them.  Where are they going, what are their stories?  I'm about to take an adventure of a lifetime!  I'm so excited, yet it's bittersweet.
In two days, I will be saying goodbye to all I've ever known.  I will say goodbye to the beautiful four seasons that bring memories and favorites in themselves.  I sit back and think about the summer weather all year round in Bangkok.  What will the start of school be like with no colorfull leaves, fall festivals, and harvest/Halloween decorations to mark the season?  What will Thanksgiving and Christmas be like with no sweaters, scarves and gloves?  No football games and parties with all our coaching friends.  And going an entire year without seeing my family and thinking about the sweet potato suffle, squash cassarole and having porch time with Nikki.  I will miss Spring too, because life happens in the Spring.  My hummingbirds come out, the butterflies, lizards, azealias, dogwoods, cherry trees, crepe mertles, and the excitement that school is almost out. 
I am going to miss my friends, the people who know us and love us.  The friends who give us parenting advice and love our children and us through all our parenting misshaps.  The friends who love our children and help them learn the things they missed out on.  The friends who know our faults and love us, not in spite of them, but because of them.   I will miss my family and knowing that at any second, they would come help me if I need them.  I will miss seeing my children with my parents and watching them form relationships.  Hearing Hailley and Elijah scream when they see Aunt Nikki and Uncle Philip is one of my favorite things in the world. 
Speaking of them, we spent last week with Nikki and Philip, just lounging around the pool, eating Uncle Philip's best grilled chicken in the world, and having the porch time with Nikki while they all went to the Air Force Museum.  Basking in the friendship and love and holding on to those memories and knowing it will be a long time before I can hug her neck and be silly and cry and laugh with the only other person who understands it all. 
This week we have been at a hotel in Atlanta, running around, tying up loose ends and taking care of the dogs.  It is torturous, but we will be leaving them at a doggy day care and they will be flying out next week after we find our home.  I will say that watching HGTV's House Hunters International has helped me alot.  It helps to be reminded that people do this kind of thing everyday, just not anybody WE know.  So, tomorrow, all we have to do is clean out the rental van, and repack our suitcases.  This is crazy trying to fit everything you own into two suitcases and a carryon.  Our flight leaves at one o'clock on Sunday.  Wow!  Goodbye Georgia, Goodbye everything I've ever known.  I will miss you, but----WE WILL BE BACK! 
Love,
The Wolski's

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