Every room a clutter with boxes. 

Every day a step closer to the unknown.

Who will we become?  

What, in 10, 20, 30 years, will we have taken from this time?

I pack to take our children on the fieldtrip of a lifetime.

At the same time, I pack to build a nest in an unknown tree.   

I bless those who will live and learn here once we are gone.  And hope that we have left things more lovely than when we came.