Waiting is the hardest part
Where are we at with the move from Massachusetts to North Carolina?
Plans are made but the start on our new path has been delayed. We thought we’d be there by now and dragging out the anticipation of leaving my garden has been brutal.
Can’t help thinking as I work in the garden that everything I’m doing, I’m doing for the last time. It’s heartbreaking. I really don’t know how I’m going to say goodbye to this space and these plant people that I’ve loved for 20 years.
The upside is the wait has given me the chance to be in the garden until the very end of the season. That’s comforting somehow. Like I’m tucking it in and putting it to bed, snug and secure until springtime.
Ack, this in-between! Tugging me in both directions, happy/not happy. Hopefully we’ll have hit the road by December. Don’t think I can take much more waiting.