**Chapter 2: Embracing the Unknown**

As they stepped out of their Toronto home for the last time, Jacquie felt a sense of finality wash over her. The familiar streets, the comfort of routine, and the security of their old life were all behind them now. The Johnson-Erlicks were officially closing the chapter on their lives in Canada, and the excitement and trepidation that came with it were palpable. Noah, ever the optimist, took Jacquie's hand and led her to their awaiting taxi. The vehicle was loaded with their belongings, and the driver, a friendly Torontonian, helped them load the last of their luggage. As they settled in for the ride to the airport, Jacquie couldn't help but glance back at the house, now a memory-filled relic of their past. The taxi driver, noticing her gaze, offered a warm smile. "You folks are moving to Scotland, eh? I've heard it's a beautiful place. You'll love it there." Jacquie returned his smile, feeling a sense of gratitude for the stranger's kind words. "We're excited," she said, squeezing Noah's hand. "But it's bittersweet, too. We're leaving behind so much." Noah wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. "We'll make new memories, create a new life. And we'll always carry the old one with us." His words were reassuring, but Jacquie couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty that had been growing inside her. What would their new life be like? Would they fit in? Would they be happy? As they arrived at the airport, Jacquie's thoughts turned to their upcoming adventure. They had a layover in London, and then a short flight to Glasgow. The thought of walking through the Scottish streets, taking in the culture, and immersing themselves in the local way of life was thrilling. At the check-in counter, Noah handed over their passports and boarding passes, and they collected their luggage tags. Jacquie watched as he efficiently completed the formalities, his confidence and preparedness a balm to her frayed nerves. As they made their way through security, Jacquie felt a flutter in her chest. She had always loved flying, but this trip felt different. This was a journey of discovery, of growth, and of new beginnings. The thought sent a shiver down her spine. In the airport lounge, they grabbed a coffee and sat down to collect their thoughts. Noah pulled out his phone and began to scroll through their itinerary, checking the flight times and accommodation details. Jacquie watched him, her eyes drifting to the lines on his face, the creases around his eyes, and the gentle curve of his smile. She felt a surge of love and gratitude for this man, who had stood by her through thick and thin, and was now embarking on this new journey with her. As they sat there, surrounded by the hum of the airport, Jacquie knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be – with Noah, and on the cusp of a new adventure. Their boarding call interrupted their quiet moment, and they stood up to make their way to the gate. As they walked, Jacquie felt a sense of excitement building inside her. She took a deep breath, and let the anticipation wash over her. They were really doing this. They were leaving behind the familiar, and embracing the unknown.