Day 28 by Carrie

So I am writing this at the airport hotel. The bags are packed, the house is cleaned, the final goodbyes said to apartment, friends, playground, neighborhood, city. And we continue the challenge of navigating all the stresses of such a big change as healthily as possible. However for blogging transparancy which is what we've attempted to keep here, the moment Stacey finished uploading last night's blog she walked down the stairs, missed the last step and fell. She hasn't had the best of luck with stairs these past few years, this marking the third time with this set in the past ten months alone. Luckily her thirty five years (and counting) of goalkeeping experience makes her an expert in falling well, so she only bruised her elbow and slightly twisted her ankle. The bigger hurt was emotional, having just typed that she's starting to see the light in us getting back to handling things better, it was a physical blow to the emotional ego. But we found an ace bandage we'd forgotten we even brought along and today despite the challenges of carrying most of our heavy bags down by myself, we are fairing pretty well. We are taking it easy with a movie for Gryffin and some tv for Stace while I putter and pack away the last bits and bobbles into every nook and cranny of our luggage space, which includes the now very bulging jacket pockets! Send us all the good vibes you can that Virgin Airways accepts Gryffin's backpack as “Sporting Equipment” or Stacey won't be the only one falling down in tears this trip. And tomorrow we are homeward bound!