Packing, packing, and moving....

So I've had both William and my luggage pretty much packed for about 2 weeks before Tom even left in hopes that we'd be able to go with him.

Today I had plans of moving most of the things from Mom and Dad's house, but it's been a slow process. I think we're getting there. There's so much to remember. It would be different if this was our own house because then everything would go, but we have things here and there and pretty much everywhere. It's hard to keep track of all of it.

It's sad to see this tiny room that Tom, William, and I have been living in with all of our things become larger because everything is leaving. The only things left are my bed and Will's pack and play. That's it. It's finally becoming real. We won't be back for a while. It's going to be so hard leaving because we don't even know when we'll be coming back.