Moving in the snow
This week has been a whirlwind of trying to catch up on printing, orders and shipping from the holidays and helping my sister pack for her first big out-of-state move. For my entire life my sister has lived no more than two hours away, and although sometimes that was still too close for us, we've grown a lot closer in the past few years. I don't know why, but it surprised me that I was so emotional about this move. I guess it didn't really hit me until now. The truck is packed, the car trailer loaded, and her husband is finally here (after a cancelled flight, a broken bus, a rental car and 25 hours of travel). It's 6am and it's time to say goodbye. I'm excited, nervous, sad and happy for her. And I can't wait to visit her in North Carolina!