Whoever said a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step has it all backwards!  

Our journey began with a wrenching ... a hurl… a blastoff … everything but a single step.  

We packed what earned its rightful place in our bags and hearts and laid the remainder to rest.

Weeks turned into a dwindling handful of days as the time to say our goodbyes drew near.

Tears flowed, yet through it all there was a sense of knowing that despite the unearthing of our roots…this was our calling.  

We knew nothing of what would lie ahead…yet this much we knew:

We will meet ourselves and each other at our highest and lowest points.

We will hold each other’s hands and hearts.

We will be unprepared.

We will learn to carry each other and allow ourselves be carried.

We will laugh with and at each other.

We will wish we never made it this far, or at all.

We will learn that three is not a crowd.

We will grow closer and apart in more ways than we had ever imagined.

And we will do it all together!

Here’s to us…and all that lies ahead!