Surreal like when my then-boyfriend flashed a diamond ring in my face. Surreal like when I saw the ultrasound image on the screen and thought That's inside me! Surreal like when I picked up my stillborn baby's ashes from the mortuary. Surreal like when I signed mortgage papers on our first home purchase.
It feels a bit bizarre to sell our Salem house and pack up, say goodbye, and move away. I grew up in Salem. Not literally, but figuratively. I was just a bit over 30 years old and had two boys and one dog upon arrival. I move away in my late 30's, two kids and one more dog added to the mix. I go from feeling listless, broke, and entitled when I arrived to leaving feeling like I know my calling in life, enriched in creative energy, raising a large family up into the world, and humbled with the knowledge that I am provided for one day at a time. Salem was tough work, but good work.
Who knows what this next chapter brings to us? The goal my husband has had for years and years is now realized. We have security we never thought possible. We go to a place we've never even visited let alone lived. One thing that anchors me down is that I know we'll be okay and that we are going where we are meant to go in this chapter and that helps me to be brave.