My chickens went to their new home last night. It was supposed to happen the end of April, but I kept putting it off. I feel as if I am giving up everything for this stupid move. The end of March I took my dog to my dad's in Florida and we won't see her again for three years. I couldn't put in a garden this year because we will be out of this house by the 20th of June. We have an AWESOME church family here and neighbors that are fantastic. I have been able to visit my mom and sister more in the past 3 yrs that I have since I got married 12 years ago. I don't know why this move is being so hard on me. This isn't the first and most certainly not the last that we will be doing. I am excited to be going back to Okinawa and it will be cool to see what has changed. I am just not liking what I have to sacrifice to do that. I know tomorrow will be better. Thanks for letting me vent!