Packing is Overrated

I really should be packing right now, but am trying to put it off. As I have begun saying many goodbyes, I am constantly reminded of everyone who loves me and is encouraging me to chase this route in my journey. Last week in church, Pastor John reminded us to "Let go, and Let God". Easier said than done, right? I trust God has a perfect plan for my life, and driving to spend two months in Colorado with no one that I know is part of it. Through the many notes and words of reassurance I have received, I know that I will be covered in prayer. It's time for me to let go... and let God.

Now about that packing... I tend to over-pack. Like a lot. My Jetta has limited space so this could be difficult. Time to vacuum pack all my clothes so I can take everything! The thing is, I know I won't wear everything I take, but I don't like leaving clothes behind because then my sister raids my closet. I love her dearly, but I am very possessive of my clothes. My brother just made a deal with me that if I come lift with him, he would help me pack. No deal Howie. Ok for real, I need to pack! Ready, set, GO.

Still here...

Things I'm going to miss:
1) The going away bouquet of flowers Matthew gave me -- mom said I can't take them :(
2) Meals with my family -- and my family for that matter.
3) Family includes Cooper. Can he come with me, mom?
4) Matthew... duh! He's great.
5) Sunday morning church and fellowship afterwards with other believers.
6) My friends for sure, they have blessed me so much and will continue to be a blessing while I'm gone.
7) The beach, and sunsets over it. We'll have to see how the mountains compare...
8) Everything I won't be able to fit into my car to take along.

Well that that last one pretty much covered everything, so I guess that's a sign I should go pack. Or go for a walk, or write letters, or wash the dishes...