I have managed to talk the movers into packing my computer last. I begged, I pleaded. I even batted my eyes. So here I am sneaking in one last blog entry. I am Ralph Malph and I still got it. Can't really remember or was it Potsie Weber?
Yesterday only one man showed up to pack us out and he didn't speak English. Right now I am looking over all the descriptions that he wrote on the packed boxes. There are two big boxes marked,"SHORS". Those boxes are the most important. They are my babies and my favorite ones are traveling in my suitcase. They are my shoes in case you are confused.
I have been completely stressed out over the whole event. I have to keep telling myself that all these things being packed away are just things. There is so much more in my life right now and it shouldn't matter if all these things fall in the ocean on the way back to the States.
Right before I got married my house was broken into and all my "things " were stolen. They took everything that I had identified with and placed importance in.
I entered into this marriage without the burden of "things".
It was a blessing in disguise, but it has taken a long time for me to realize it. I still am upset about the sentimental things that cannot be replaced, like my grandmother's costume jewelry and a recipe box that my Aunt made for me with family recipes. I wonder if the crack heads that took it are making Grand-Maw's creole gumbo for dinner tonight.
All the "things" that I have now are being bubble wrapped, taped, and boxed. These are not just my "things" anymore, but ours.
I am feeling guilty for placing more value on them and I am even more scared.
I am also confused about the feelings I am having leaving the people I have met in the past three years.
Am I sad about leaving them or just leaving myself; the person I was while in Germany? I know that this whole experience has changed me. Life will be different back in the States. I am so sensitive to my environment. It makes me wonder if it is possible to ever truly know someone.
When the moving truck arrived early this morning I felt a little more at ease. You see,
Christ is moving us back home.
Our things are in good hands.
Ohio here we come!!