Well I am almost done packing. I have the boxes all labeled and only my last minute stuff in my bedroom that still needs a box and a mark.
I am feeling very melancholy today. Almost bluesy and sad. Even though I know that all will be fine, that this is the biggest adventure of my life and all roads have led to this crossroad, I can't help but feel bittersweet about it all.
I see Angela's face and I try to memorize everything about it so I won't forget it when I am gone. Even though I know (based on our blood pact) that I will see her again and often, I feel like I am leaving a sister not just a friend.
I don't know how I will manage to say good bye without crying.
I also don't know how I will leave while everyone is at work and I am loaded up with just me and harley heading down the road.
Where am I going to put him Thursday night? Holy hell. *lol* I didn't think of that.
I guess I will figure it out.
Right now I am going to just trust as I have been doing that all is going to work out as it is meant to be.
A leap of faith is what everyone is saying I am taking. A brave thing to start a new life in a new city is how they tell me I am. That I am going to do great things in Miami and have an incredible life.
Right now I don't feel so brave, or so faithful. Or so great.
Just full of love and missing my friends and family here and the life I leave behind that has given me new meaning to my old one.
Always an adventure, always a blessing. Always something new.
I call upon the Angel of Comfort to come to me and my loved ones now and in the coming days.
Wrap your loving arms around us and soothe the ache of our hearts. Wipe our tears and remind us that this is not goodbye but see you soon.