Okay so I am extremely excited about moving to Montana and buying a home, but saying goodbye is never fun! My last day of work March 31 was extremely emotional and I was completely unprepared to feel such sorrow toward leaving. I told myself that I was being over reactive because I was too stressed. How much can one person take? I spent my last week of work packing for a vacation and a move, dealing with extremely SLOW movers pack up all of our belonging and paint our apartment back to white. Well, they didn't pack ALL of our belongings. They wouldn't pack anything liquid. So we had to toss or give away hundreds of dollars of canned food, cleaning supplies, lotion, hair products, etc. They wouldn't even take stuff that I put in tupperware. Can you believe it? I understand the reason (freeze, bust, leak, blah, blah) but canned food! Come on. How do you think it got to Alaska?
Alrighty then!! I need to get back to my point. I was overly emotional saying my goodbyes at work because I was stressed or so I thought until today. Today I had to say my goodbyes at church and talk about hard. Chris and I were asked to come to the front of the church so that our pastor could present us with a candle and say a few words. I was so upset that when the pastor (Curt) asked me if I had anything to say I could not even speak. Tears were coming out of me like water out of a busted water line. Then, as if things weren't bad enough, I noticed that Curt and other members of the congregation were crying. Now it really was over! My ugly cry came out in full force!! On our walk back to our seats people everywhere were reaching out to me with tissues in hand.
After a few more moments of uncontrollable tears and a few deep breathes I started to relax. I began to think of all the beautiful people that I(we) have meet here. Words cannot express how much you mean to me (us). We are so lucky and blessed to have you in our lives.
Thank you all so much! You have helped us grow and become better people. As hard as this military life is to keep up with I would not trade the opportunity to meet you for anything. The memories we will take from here will be treasured forever.
3 comments:
ooohhhh sweet Jamie. I am sorry I wasn't at church! If I had known, I would have gone. I hate goodbyes. They totally suck...for us? It can just be "see you later!" okay??
I agree with Katie. . . "see you later", not "goodbye". Besides, you aren't really leaving anyway (I'm going to keep telling myself this as long as possible.) It's been a great year. Love ya Jame.
Sure you would have gone to church Katie. :)
I like see you later too! I am planning on seeing you guys again when you drive out of Alaska... Right??
I wish that we could just move together to someplace new. How about it? Have all of your husbands get out of the military and we will pick a place that we all like. Portland Oregon, Boise Idaho, Vermont... Just throwing out ideas.
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