Here it is, my last night in this town, this state… this life. I can’t decide if it came too fast or too slow.
But it IS, and that’s all that matters.
It has been a spectacular week with friends and closing out my activities here. Sometimes holding back tears like when I left the horse farm, determined to even remember the smell of the gravel drive… but mostly lots of hugs and promises of updates. Probably the most hugs per day of my entire life for the whole week.
It has really hit me how many people have said, “wow I’d never move somewhere where I don’t know anyone” or “I’d never move that far.” I don’t really consider either of those issues in the least.
That is where I am supposed to be.
My depression has been torn away and nice fresh hilarity resurfaced.
Everything has fallen neatly in to place in the past few months.
I am supposed to be there now. Not earlier, as much as I wanted that. Now.
And for those reasons, I am not just going, I am BEING SENT.
THIS IS HOW WE OVERCOME
This makes me want to cry.