Liminal

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I type this from PDX, waiting to fly to New Zealand.

I'm taking my daughter to Hamilton, NZ, where she begins college at the end of the week at Waikato University.  After dropping her off, I'm going to travel over to Gisborne, where I'll meet with my future practice partners and bosses.  While there I'm also going to look at where we'll hopefully secure some temporary housing, look into schools and maybe meet with the headmaster of the boys school where our son may be going.  And surf.  I'm definitely hoping to get a few surf sessions in while there. :) 

It's a liminal time for us.  I'm finding more and deeper appreciation for where I'm leaving, and also more and more excitement for this next step in our lives.  It's a weird sort of place to be, not FULLY here in Oregon mentally, with all the planning and details, but certainly not in New Zealand yet either.  McMinnville is a great place, and the Pacific Northwest, I'm convinced, is one of the most gorgeous places on earth.  It'll be hard to leave. But we're headed someplace pretty spectacular as well. 

Stay tuned, I guess. 

For now, I have about 24 hours of travel ahead of me (and my daughter as well).  We're flying from Portland to San Francisco.  We'll be able to see my brother there, and my nephew and niece, as they live right by the airport.  That'll be fun.  Then it's a 13 hour flight that evening overnight to New Zealand.

More information, and photos to come when I get there. 

Scott Schieber1 Comment