It’s not easy to move. Beside the actual act of packing and moving, it’s emotionally tiring.
Saying bye to coworkers and friends, not knowing the next time you will see each other again is hard. People with whom you have created a little world together. I like to trick myself into thinking it’s more like a “see you later” than an actual “farewell,” even when I know there are probably a few people who I may never see again in my life. That’s just how it is sometimes, moving on, and leaving some people behind. When neither one makes the effort to keep in touch, there are only memories that remain. Which is fine too.
I didn’t even want to have a last lunch with my coworkers, because I thought it would seem too sad. Instead, I got lunch with my boss and then grabbed drinks with a few others after work. Making it seem less strange, sad, the leaving. They all made me feel special and that I would be missed.
With my friends, I have already said bye to a few. Some I may not even see before I leave. Others who I still will see in a few days.
I feel like I’m in limbo. Heart strings being pulled from a place that I have called home for the past two years. Thanks to friends who have made this big NYC feel like home.
Farewell, my dear NYC friends. This is a “see you soon”. Boston is just a few hours away!