The Big Move

Since Matt & I got married our plan has always been to move to Reno.  We wanted to be someplace where we would have family.  Most of his family lives there while my family is all over the country.  We've always called it the 5-year-plan.  The five years came and went and we continued living in California.  Then cancer happened.  Just when we thought the bastard was gone, he came back.  This time death was mentioned.  Nothing gets you more motivated to follow through than the threat of death.  We are (obviously) hoping that death is far off, but we are going to really start living like it is not.

So, we are moving.  Matt got the thumbs up to telecommute from Reno.  Two weeks later the house was on the market and a week after that we had accepted an offer and had put an offer on a house in Reno that was accepted.  Now for all the fun stuff...packing, packing, and more packing.  

Colin is ready to go and continually asks if we are going to our new house.  When we go to school he asks if it is a new school.  I'm not quite sure that he understands we are leaving here and not coming back, but at least he is excited to go.  He does keep asking if we all are going.  He is dealing with a lot of separation anxiety these days.  We do our best to reassure him, but some days he just doesn't believe us.  It worries me a lot since there could come a day when Daddy doesn't come home.  I have no idea how I am going to help him (and his brother & sister) through that.