We just got back from a going away party.....for us. Really nice party. The very best friends. Good time. I hate this stuff. I guess I am still in denial that this is really happening. Where once there was a little excitement of the new adventure now lives concern and apprehension of the unknown. I'm already feeling a little lonely and distant. These were friends and neighbors who became family. We have been together through the loss of parents; birth of children; learning to ride bicycles without training wheels; first puppy love. Our kids have hunted Easter eggs together; trick or treated together; decorated pumpkins and Christmas cookies; loved each other and hated each other. Did I mention that we became a family? I hate this stuff.
Later.
2 comments:
I know exactly how you feel. We moved 11 times in 13 years before we moved here. It's weird how some people wish to alienate you for leaving 'the hood' it's like they feel it's easier to let go of you if they dislike you. But the really good friends are the ones who throw parties for you. They will be there with the calls and Christmas Cards for years to come. They are the ones who look forward to this new chapter in your lives as much as you do. They are the ones who help you through the scary part of the move. They are the true friends. I think I may have only a couple of them left in my address book... keep in touch with them. It's easier now days with Facebook (as we found in one of my last posts.)
Your real friends will keep in touch with you after you are gone. They really will! Moving is tough and it will be such an adjustment for you all, but you'll survive it. You really will! Big hugs to you!
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