We are living in a pure chaos of stacked boxes, errands, goodbyes to friends … it’s frantic. It’s happy, sad, heart-wrenching, exhausting. I’ve been trying really hard to face the goodbyes head-on, and in the process, I realize what a rich life we’ve had here in Southern California for 12 years.
Though this is overall a happy move, you can see that we are all stressed out in the silly, klutzy accidents that have been happening. For example, just today I dropped my beloved camera and trashed it, I’m sure. Stuff like that always happens when I’m running around, stressed. I remember how I sprained my ankle moving out of my apartment the night before I graduated from college.
I’ve been trying so hard to get around to everyone to say goodbye, but ultimately, I know I won’t be able to get to every single person on my list. This is a very difficult realization for a perfectionist like me. I want to hug everyone who’s touched my heart, let them know how much they mean to me, ask them to join Facebook if they haven’t, let them know what their friendship means.
Back in April, I fantasized that I could do it. But I know today that I cannot. Dammit.
Hug who you can – and then get back to CA when you can to visit and hug some more! And those of us lucky enough to get you back on this coast (squeeee!) can’t wait to give OUR hugs to YOU and your family… Safe travels. XXOO
Don’t snip the threads, just let ’em stretch. That way they’ll be there when you want to trace them back.