I promise to share the goodbye story next post. I feel so out of sorts lately. Spinning my wheels, going no where. Every day seems the same, over and over and over. Plans to change it all up aren’t coming fast enough. Trying to change the perspective to make the waiting less hard. It doesn’t always work.
The goodbye that was said this past weekend over celebration of friendship is becoming harder to realize as the departure draws near. I’m hoping that our plans to move to the East Coast leads us to a reunion of friends again.
I crave and detest change at the same time. That can’t be good.