We're leaving on a jet plane...

Happy Sunday, love bugs!

This is just a very quick post to let you all know that tomorrow at 8am the hubs and I will be leaving on a jet plane that is Boston bound. Our flight makes a 5 hour pit stop in Dublin before we're whisked away over the Atlantic. My parents and cousins will be waiting for us on the other end, and we'll be spending Monday night with them in their Connecticut home! I haven't seen my Aunt Juanita and Deano in years so it'll be so lovely to catch up. And I'm long, long, LONG overdue a Mom and Dad hug. I'll so be needing cuddles by time we land, and I can only imagine how Carl must be feeling. I know first hand how hard it is to say goodbye to your home, friends and family. I also know first hand how my hubby likes to do the manly thing and hide all of his feelings. I predict the tears will flow in the morning at the airport when it all finally hits him. And I'll be there, sobbing right along side, to do my wifely duty and offer my love and comfort. But the God's honest truth is that I'm dreading the airport tomorrow. 

Goodbye's aren't my forte.

 I'm mentally, emotionally and physically exhausted. This has been one of the hardest yet most rewarding things I've ever had to do. Isn't it funny how nothing in life is ever straightforward? Everything's always a learning curve.

Last night we were spoiled by our closest friends and family with a surprise Bon Voyage party. It was absolutely wonderful and the whole entire time I sat at our huge reserved table I could feel my heart overflowing with gratitude, joy, appreciation and pure love. Carl and I are truly blessed to have such amazing people in our lives. There will be more on that (with pictures) once I have a moment to compose myself again in Vermont. I couldn't even begin to write about it now or else Noah would need to build another ark. The tears are flowing freely these days...

The hubs and I awoke early this morning and spent the good part of the day (12 consecutive hours, to be precise) packing. I can sum up that dreadful experience with a large list of words describing what it entailed: weighing, screaming, swearing, lifting, cramming, hefting, shoving, crying, zipping and unzipping.  Nevertheless, we're finally completely packed. All 7 suitcases, 2 laptop bags, 1 guitar case and carry-on's are at the ready and in a neat line by the front door. Thank the Lord.

And so now the time has come to hit the hay. I'm filled to the brim with nerves, emotion, sadness and excitement, but I suppose I should try and get to sleep. God know's 3:45am is going to come quickly.

I'll be back soon to relay the last couple of hectic days, but in the meantime please wish us a safe flight!

The time has finally come for Carl and I to say a crocodile tear-filled goodbye to England and a happy smiling hello to Vermont.

Speak again soon!
Lots of love, love, love,


  1. I know that bittersweet feeling for sure! I wish you both safe travels and lots of rest on the plane!! And lots of drinks in Dublin!

    Take care,

  2. Can't believe you will be enroute to Vermont in just a few short hours! I remember not too many summers ago having a Bon Voyage party in Vermont! Safe travels!

  3. Thinking of you Twinnie!!! Bitter sweet is the best way to describe it...but you and Carl are off to start the next chapter of your life. Time to celebrate!! Safe travels honey...text me when you can!! xoxo

  4. Have a safe trip! Looking forward to reading your posts from Vermont! :)

  5. Praying for safe travels lovey love!!!! I can only imagine how hard it is to say goodbye to a place you love so dearly. Hang in there darling! Sending you lots of hugs!

  6. So happy for you that you are coming back to the good old U.S.A! But I'm sure it will be a bittersweet thing. Hopefully you get to visit a lot! Have a safe flight!

  7. Thinking of you - all that you're leaving behind and all that you're going to. HOpe the next few days are sweet and provide some rest for your heart!


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