Packing for a New Life: Canada → Iceland → UK

There’s something different about packing when you know this trip isn’t just about going somewhere — it’s about growing into something.

Right now, I’m preparing for a journey that feels more emotional than physical.
School is starting. Life is shifting. And even though I’m still here in Canada for now… my heart is already in motion. I’m flying to the UK soon, with a layover in Iceland, and honestly? Everything feels like it’s changing.

I’m folding clothes while the kids play (and let’s be real, unfold half of it behind me).
I’m tucking my journal next to my travel-sized lotions like it’s a survival kit.
My husband is quietly supportive in his own way — holding space, helping out, not asking too many questions. He knows this trip means more than I’m saying out loud.

And yes, I might miss a class or two.
The time difference is going to try me.
But this is more than just a getaway. It’s a reset. A reach forward. A reminder.

I’m going to visit my sister-in-law.
And surprise a friend — someone going through a tough season, someone who deserves joy without warning.
It feels good to show up for someone else, especially when life has been heavy on both sides.

This trip isn’t glamorous. I’ll probably overpack.
I’ll definitely forget something essential (hopefully not my charger again).
But what I won’t forget is this feeling — this quiet bravery that’s coming with me.

I’m not leaving my life behind — I’m bringing all of it with me.
The mom-me. The wife-me. The student-me. The version of me that’s trying again, even with a carry-on full of nerves.

So yeah. I’m packing.
But it’s not just clothes.

It’s courage.
It’s care.
It’s choosing me… softly and surely, this time.

– SHU

Ever packed your whole life into a trip that changed you? Tell me.”