Our last week in Minnesota went by so fast but at the same time it couldn’t go any slower. The anticipated date on the calendar became more real as things continued to fall into place. Reality sank in though when we picked up the truck and tow dolly, this was happening. The next day, the truck was loaded and the apartment was deep cleaned.
We ended up going to sleep at 11:00 and waking up at 4:45. It was crazy that the day had finally come and we packed up the cats, loaded whatever was left into our vehicles, hitched the tow dolly, dropped off our keys to the apartment, attached the car to the dolly and we were on our way. I wish it went as quick as that, but we had a few unexpected set backs. We weren’t able to actually leave Duluth until 7:40, 3 hours past our intended timeframe.
Throughout the drive, we would call each other and it was as if we were in the same vehicle, which made time go faster. Every so often, we would ask each other, “Can you believe we are doing this?” We knew we were on the homestretch of our journey when we started to see Billings on exit signs.
I was starting to feel sick prior to taking off. Looking back I can see that it was caused by stress which turned into elevation sickness halfway through the trip. As we continued our journey, I continued to feel worse. We were on the road for 15 hours and by the 14th, we were really feeling ready to be done. We made it to the apartment and once we got our keys, we started unloading the truck. Sam was a superstar and unloaded by himself while I brought boxes up to the apartment. Near the end, though, I ended up fainting from elevation sickness (unbeknownst at the time) and dehydration.
After a few days of resting and drinking lots of water we were both feeling back to normal. We are so grateful for all the prayers that were sent with us and for God leading the way. This move never would have happened if God hadn’t opened that door for us and made it clear.