This week has been full of emotion for me.  The move is becoming real and the possibility of not coming back is weighing on me. We certainly are open to coming back but I have been facing the reality that it may not happen. I walked around my back yard yesterday and saw the day lilies starting to poke through the dirt and the buds on the lilac bush and felt so sad that I would not be around to see them bloom.  Our house is half packed and so there are stacks of boxes as a constant reminder of what is ahead for us. 

I have been sick with a cold that I just can’t seem to kick. Someone is ALWAYS sick at our house!  Seriously.  It’s ridiculous.  I’m having a bit of a hard time coping with being sick and dealing with all the mental heaviness of what we are about to do. Don’t get me wrong, I am still excited about this move.  But my emotional connection to Saskatoon is very strong.  When the SOLD sign goes up on the lawn and your belongings are packed in boxes it’s hard to ignore what’s going on around here.  So I am trying to spend as much time as possible with the friends that I love and hoping to cling to them in this next week before I have to let go for a long time.  Hope I’m not smothering you guys.
And one final thing:  We have some acquaintances whose seven month old daughter was diagnosed with leukemia this week.  It is an aggressive form of cancer and it sounds like her chances of survival are small. If you pray, please do so.  I had to have a good cry when I imagine what it would be like to see Kieran, who is just a few months older than this little girl, sick in the hospital with a low chance of survival.  Sometimes it’s hard to appreciate our children until we are faced with their mortality.  I am trying to be thankful for my kids this week, even when they wake up at 5 in the morning.