Yesterday, we
had our first “relocation” meeting. With everything that’s been going on lately
(holidays… etc), I think it was also the first real thought that I’ve put into
this move. Obviously, I know that in seven months I am leaving. As many times
as I tell myself that “I’ve got time”
and “July is so far away”… I am fully
aware that July is in fact not all that far, and that if I’m not smart about
this, June will be a month of tears when I realize that I’m not prepared at all.
Which - let me forewarn you now - will probably be exactly how this goes down.
I procrastinate on things that I’m terrified of… it’s a problem.
I’ve built a
life in Boston. I have this whole wonderful, crazy family up here – and not
even just in the sense of my parents and my sister (who I cannot wait to see in
ONE WEEK!) – but also this group of friends – all of whom are so tangled in my
life that when the time comes that I have to actually board that plane for good,
well… I don’t know what I’m going to do. Being an adult is hard. This just got real.
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| "You're in the wedding!" - Meaghan |
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| Hiking in Denver - visiting the little one |
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| Last night of college - night on the hill |
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| Before Nunan broke our hearts and moved to London... |
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