Plane tickets have been purchased. We are moving back to New Zealand. If all goes as planned, we will be on the ground there this time next month. It all seems hard to believe. So far away and yet so close. The pressure to start packing up is mounting. I’m looking forward to sloughing off a lot of the baggage I’ve been carrying around for years, but the question is will I? When it comes down to the wire, will I finally put that threadbare t-shirt imbued with memories of a race long since run into the trash or will I simply be able to let the thoughts remain as I let the object go? I’m about to find out.