Mostly I think I will miss this time because it was the beginning.
It was safe here; comforting. Being in limbo we could still sort of pretend that we were neither here nor there. That maybe were were visitors or tourists just teetering somewhere just on the edge looking into another country that we would one day live in for real. But now we have a real apartment and we will be completely immersed in a foreign non-hotel environment, training wheels finally off. There's a bit of an "oh crap" moment happening, one that I have felt completely numb to ever since we contemplating moving overseas. Mostly though it's like being at the top of the roller coaster the moment before it drops a zillion feet and your stomach is slowly lurching up towards your throat: scary and exhilarating at the same time.