As the week is slowly approaching my last working day I have been more nervous than before about our stuff at home. Obviously after a survey from the shipping company and a fast result of the shipping cost it would make more sense to sell them all here rather than having them shipped. The cost is way too expensive.
I have opened a Facebook page to sell my items, which are not that many btw, and also advertising them on Toko Bagus (the Indonesian version of Craiglist). Beds, dining table and television are sold. The remaining, I am still crossing finger to have them all sold at soonest.
Boxes have begun to pile in the living room. Turns out we have more stuff than what we want. It’s amazing considering that we are only here for less than 2 years. I am so overwhelmed, I really can’t decide from where I should start packing.
K and little A are so excited with the move. They love the new place, it is so close to the beach and so quiet too. But K in particular has a hard time to let go things. Last week when we tried to sell our car to a car shop he looked so sad and almost cried. Now I am going to sell their bikes too. I can see he would be in tears when he found out that his bike is gone.
Letting go has never been easy. I know because I am feeling it too. I am shipping my books to Jakarta to my mom’s house and I love my books! I also find it so hard to say good bye to my ribbons, stickers and all the art and craft items that I keep in a box.
Despite the short time we spent in this city we enjoy our life here. Despite the mad traffic I have to deal with on daily basis I love the dynamic of it. Despite I only get ‘seasonal’ friends with friendship only lasts as long as a rainbow appearance I cherish every laughter we had together.
Yes letting go is the hardest part when something good must come to an end. But life is a journey and it moves on all the time.
I hope this time we are going to settle down a little longer.