And then there were two

Ask yourself where it is you want to go, and then follow the signs you already know.



One thing about leaving on an adventure like this - when you're not really sure when you'll be back and how long you'll be gone - you say a lot of goodbyes.

Goodbyes to people you know you'll never see again. Goodbyes to those you can't wait to see once more, but you know it will be some time until it is possible.

Just when we were getting pretty good at it, being sure to articulate what it was that was in our hearts, it started getting harder. We were shedding our possessions like dry skin, until all that remained was just a couple of bags and knapsacks. All that from a three bedroom house only a month ago. And our circle of association dropped from acquaintances to friends to very good friends and then just family and when we stepped through the opening into the land of US Customs, it was at last, for better or for worse, just the two of us and our bags.

We'd shed all the rest.

Which is why maybe Jenn was crying as much as I'd ever seen her the past few weeks, waving to her mom through the gap in the customs opening. Tears of sadness, not so much at having to say goodbye, rather at attempting to express what it was that was so beloved about each person and at the expression of gratitude for the continued support. Perhaps there were also a few tears shed by us both for that sense that finally the trauma that was our last year and a half was over... and now things for us were really changing....another beginning.

Two people, two bags. And not much else decided.

So, what were those signs we were following - the ones we "already knew"?

Perhaps they were more indications that our life as it was, was clearly not what we wanted. So it seems that at this point, we know more about what we don't want more than what we do. Thus this journey.