"That is the last of it" I am so tired. All this planning and organising has finally come to a point. Closing the last box and looking around my living room, it finally sinks in. We are leaving tomorrow, a new home, a new life, scary but exciting. All the pictures on my wall a tribute to the life I have built here with my children and my husband.In this moment I cannot help but shed a tear for all the good and all the bad and the sad that took place...