I think I may be in denial about my move. I want to move, but I don’t want to move. I miss my life here already and I haven’t left yet. I miss my boyfriend. I miss my job. I miss my family.
I feel like everything will be fine when I get to Oregon. Am I just fooling myself?
Change scares me. I’m taking a big leap of faith that everything will turn out fine, but in reality, I’m going far away with no job waiting for me. I’m confident that I’ll find something soon, but what if I don’t?
Crap! I’m leaving tomorrow morning. Kinda late to change my mind…and I’m not sure I want to. Once I go, there’s no turning back. I can’t afford another move.
I wish I knew what to do…
Living Life 
I hope things are a little better for you now. Moving is so hard even when it’s the right thing to do. I’ve moved more in my life than anyone should.. Except for Kari maybe.. I’m the one that back in the old days when people had a dress books we actually wrote in.. My address was always penciled in.. Anyway.. Just once though I would like to move because it’s where I want to actually live and not just where life is throwing me. I envy you living someplace so beautiful. But I miss you cosmic sister #2. 💜💛
LikeLike
I miss you, too, sister!
LikeLike
Unfortunately, you are the only one who can answer that question. Adulthood sucks! I love you Mom 😘
LikeLike