Our neighbor's things are being loaded today and then they're on their way. I am a little surprised by the feelings I have about this. Of course, it's pretty much all selfish thoughts... we knew them, but just barely so. Michael works with the "dad" and I had met the "mom" at a function. They were good neighbors.
Anyway, seeing the truck being filled is giving me flashbacks (okay, a little dramatic, I guess) and reminding me that our time is soon at hand. It may even come sooner than we think. I am mildly freaking out. Nothing bad... just over thinking. I am just beginning to mourn... and I think I'm beginning a little PMS too. *sigh* Can it be January yet? I'm sick of the waiting and uncertainty already.