It’s the Final Countdown

It is 5am when my brain lights up- an internal alarm that screams “How can you sleep when we have so much to worry about?!!”

In twelve days, my family will step aboard an airplane and forever change the course of our lives. We do not know what we are walking into, and we do not know where it will take us. In may ways, we do not know what we are leaving behind here at home. But we’re doing it.

When I was younger, I travelled a lot. I love it. I live for it. This poking about in the unknown exhilarates me and makes me feel alive. It is not that way with everyone, and I am continually trying to keep that in mind as we work together as a family to make this happen.

Brian (the husband) and X & O (the sons) are figuring out where in the spectrum of homebody <—-> adventurer they are. Some days, this is easier than others. The boys are, by turns, excited to meet new friends and sorry to say goodbye to those here. The comfort in it is that we are scheduled to return in less than two years. Having a time-stamp on it alleviates a lot of stress, we’ve found.

Also, as we keep saying “We live in the future. We can keep up via video chat.” This is a concept that seemed far-fetched when I was a child. So much so that it was featured in a little show called Pee-Wee’s Playhouse (there, I dated myself. I don’t care) along with a talking chair and a genie in a box. The idea was preposterous. But it is now a reality that makes the very-far-away feel not so daunting.

My To-Do list is nagging at me now. It beckons from across the table, distracting me from writing, telling me I’ll never get through it if I keep looking online for videos of Pee Wee Herman using his picture phone. I suppose I should get back to it now.

From here out, I will be updating the blog more frequently. Stay tuned for further adventures in international travel with the BLOX family!


I don’t have any photos to accompany this post, so I will leave one here of Pee Wee in his picture phone booth. I found it while avoiding my to-do list.


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