Moving-On, Going Forth

So my bags were packed and I was ready to go, at least as much as I was going to be ready. My friends and family helped to pack-up the truck -- Thank you! My brother Paul, and friend Theresa are packing scientists who seemed to know exactly how to fit things together to optimize the full volume of the truck while being gentle with my things and keeping my possessions safe from too much movement or damage.

My last days living on Long Island seemed surreal. After the truck was packed, I spent a couple of days with my BFF Ginger (I'm such a geek -- "Best Friend Forever") while I attended my last Mass with Prince of Peace on Sunday, and my last day of work on Monday. My friends from Prince of Peace were unbelievably gracious and loving to me. They offered a "Going Forth Mass" which included Celtic prayer and blessings. I truly felt super-charged, blessed and so loved.

The car trip (truck trip?) took 17-hours of driving; it was 11-hours the last time I drove from Long Island to Charlotte. However this time I kept it slow and easy, and also stopped along the way for meals and naps. To say the least, I was exhausted.

It was heart breaking when I left Long Island at approximately 4:30 in the morning. My best friend Ginger saw me off. I love her so much. We both were crying -- it was hard to imagine being apart. But through the tears we both knew that this was all part of God's plan. We also knew and continue to know that we will never be apart as our love stretches beyond geography. With phones, emails and travel, we will stay close. Thank you God for Ginger.

As you could tell from this post and the previous post -- I am publishing them in February...but were written while I was going through this transition. Not having much time -- I never got to post them, but thought I would now to share my experience with you.

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