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.