I write this post as moving men are packing up my house in North Carolina. Tomorrow, they will load everything onto a truck and drive it to Chicago, where my family and I will start a new chapter in our lives. I've known about this move for several months, and yet, I still do not feel completely ready. I keep thinking about what I am leaving behind: friends and neighbors, familiarity, and community. Leaving this place I have called home for the last six years is daunting. There are so many moving parts: selling a home, purchasing another, arranging travel, working. It's overwhelming.