Someone I have become very close to has informed me they are moving. Away from me. Far away. To Oregon. And while I understand her reasoning, I worry. I've never moved without a plan. I worry that hers won't be what she hopes it will be. I want her to be happy and to thrive and be the person she wants to be. But coming so quickly on the heels of my sister-in-law deploying, I'm afraid I'm already not dealing well with this news.
I already feel deserted.
The only possibly good thing about this for ME is that I may get some art if she can't sell it or take it with her.
I'd rather have HER.
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