Distractions

I'm fairly certain that I'm in denial. I think if I just keep looking forward to 'moving to Germany' then I won't break down over the fact that it also means I have to leave Colorado. Mostly I just focus on the first half of that sentence.

There's clearly enough to keep me distracted - getting the house ready for the market, what kind of car should I buy to take with us, school is starting in 4 days. There's a convergence of events looming with enough need for attention that it's so easy to think only of the next hour.

But when worrisome thought butt in...
-- like the fact that I mostly missed my entire last summer in Colorado (only my favorite time of year here!)
--that I'll be practically giving away the house I've raised all my babies in
-- that we won't have perfect skiing and a perfect condo only 2 hours away
-- that I'll be leaving only the best friends I've made in my adult life here.
Well, I push through and focus on the bookshelves I have to re-arrange. Because you see, if I actually sat here and let it overcome me, I would just. lose it.

Maybe if I box up some clothes now, the tears will subside.