I’m suffering from homesickness and we haven’t even left yet! I’ve been getting up in the middle of the night and going to sit in the bathroom of our house (my favourite room) and thinking: “Will I ever have a bathroom like this again?” Crazy, I know. We have the added upset of leaving the house we built - we are still finishing the garden. I’m so proud of John’s wall-building efforts I almost don’t want to leave! It’s the small things that get you as well as the big things like family. I find the thought of leaving the rose tree my best friend bought me as a wedding gift so upsetting. I seem to be crying most nights. I’m worried that I will regret leaving if something happens to my family with me so far away.