The last time I posted, I wrote about finding a job so I could uproot my life and move closer to my family. Well, I I finally landed a job and have been in the process of packing and tying up loose ends for the past several weeks. In exactly 12 days, however, I will have my moving truck loaded and I’ll be hitting the road.
I’ve already had to say a couple of goodbyes. One to a great friend and coworker who is out now out of town on vacation. Another to a fun guy that I was just starting to get to know. Tomorrow, I have my farewell dinner and drinks with whatever coworkers can make it. I am still working this week, though, so I’ll have plenty of opportunity to say goodbye to my coworkers. Then, the day after my last day at my job, I’m having friends over to consume everything in my kitchen (so I don’t have to move it) and play games. This will be my final face-to-face farewell.
I haven’t been as teary-eyed as I thought I would. I think part of it is because I still have so much to do and the scope of the journey I’m about to embark on hasn’t fully sunk in yet. Part may be because I hold hope that I’ll see my friends again if they ever make it out to DC and/or I come back for a visit. One reason for sure, though, is because I’m so excited to meet my nephew and finally be near family and that excitement has pushed away any fear, worry, sadness that I may feel. The sadness probably won’t really hit me until I lock my apartment door for the last time and hit the road. I’ll say one final goodbye in my car as I leave the city that holds my friends – my second family – who’ve loved and supported me for the past 13 years.
For all of you who I consider a friend, thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I wouldn’t have made it through many holidays without you opening your homes and arms to me. I wouldn’t have sought the help I needed when dark thoughts settled on my mind. I wouldn’t have the knowledge or confidence about myself without you to help me see it. In short, I would not be the strong person I am today without you. It’s because I’m strong that I’m able to uproot my life and start over in a new place. Gracias.
(Shit. Now I’m crying.)