Bittersweet

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

We're not in Virginia anymore. Ok, we've actually been in Brooklyn for about three weeks now. I can't wait to share more about Brooklyn, decorating our closet-sized apartment, and our new adventures here, but first I'm putting up a post that I meant to put up the day before we left Virginia.  Moving drama (story to come) and then unpacking caused me to completely forget about it!

Mason passed out on the couch after our move

This is the first time in my life I'm having bittersweet feelings about moving to the next step.  By junior year the end of high school I was so ready to leave for college I couldn't stand it.  I loved FSU, but by the time my college graduation came around I was ready to be done and get to the next thing.  There were no teary moments (that I remember) and nothing holding me back from my excitement about moving to Virginia.  (Although I was really going to miss weekend brunch at the KD house)

A few days ago (after saying goodbye to our friends/super fab neighbors - they've moved back to Michigan for his residency) hubs and I stood in our semi-empty living room, held on to each other, and cried. (Ok Nicholas actually just got a little misty-eyed, but I seriously bawled) It was the first time the focus had switched from graduation excitement to actual goodbyes.

Nicholas just after getting hooded and receiving his diploma

So much happened during our time in Virginia.  We got engaged (just before I moved up) and married, watched friends get married (and then some have had babies), we adopted our crazy adorable Mason (and watched the Poe Cat try to figure him out), I finally think I figured out what I want to do when I grow up (not that I ever really plan on growing up too much), oh and on top of everything hubs is now officially a doctor! I'm sad to leave Virginia behind, but excited for everything to come.

Hubs and I at the post-graduation party

I've missed my blog so much! (Is that silly?) Anyways - I'm so glad to be back!

1 comment:

  1. There have been two times I was sad about moving - when I finished my freshman year of college and had to go home (I seriously bawled), and when I left my apartment after law school to move to Michigan with Andy. I loved my apartment and the city where I lived. I was SO EXCITED to leave our nasty house in Michigan and move back to my beloved Wisconsin. Good luck in Brooklyn!

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