today is moving day. i'm exhausted, at times tearful with overwhelm, but overall so relieved that the hard part is almost over. john has been doing all the hard work and it's a tad frustrating to not be able to help as much as i usually would. i'm still struggling with on/off nausea, and so much fatigue but i'm really hopeful i'm on the curve. my belly is poking out more and more each day.
so yes, it's moving day. we are following our hearts, our dreams, and all that is waiting for us in portland. it's been so long since we've lived there (fall, 2006), it feels like a whole new city. but it still feels like home. and i deeply want home. we are so excited.
To me, art has been the unexpected discovery of finding my passion. When I finally put paint onto paper, my heart and life exploded with a joy I hadn’t known before.
