I remember last May, when it was finally my turn to move away, as a time of general wetness. Tears, new milk (Eli was only 4 weeks old), wet diapers, and of course early summer humidity were all in combination against me. It's a wonder I didn't melt away.
The Chipmans, our next door neighbors, are moving to Arizona. We threw a goodbye party for them tonight. Laura didn't cry, and it's a good thing because if she had, I would have totally bawled. When we moved in just six months ago, I didn't really expect to make friends very quickly. But I did. And next week one of them is moving away. Here are some pics from this evening.
4 comments:
At least now you won't have to dread spring time anymore. :)
But I'm still around, so life is stellar.
(But it is sad.)
There will always be change but that is not always a bad thing either. You have made a lot of good friends!
I am really bad at saying good bye as well so I also hated that time of year in our old ward, having to lose so many good friends. So when May came around this time I started feeling a little glum, just out of habit, until I realized that no one was leaving. I guess it will take some time to break a 7 year habit. It's August now and part of me is looking for the new people to show up to make friends with. That's not happening either.
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