Wide Open Spaces

The days leaving up to December 26th were some very hard days. Not only did I have to struggle with the idea of saying goodbye to everyone. I had to struggle with the fact that I was leaving everything that was familiar to me.

I think that things really hit home when I was at Mam's on Christmas Eve. Seeing Avery and Sophia and knowing that I wouldn't be home when Tiff and Cousin Dan got home with their baby and the fact that I wouldn't be home when Tia came home to give birth to her baby. I couldn't imagine not being in the same state as my parents, friends and the residents who I had developed a really good relationship with.

I had an amazing talk with my dad on Christmas Eve, that proved to me that we are close but in our own dysfunctional way. I dreaded saying good-bye to my aunts, uncles and cousins but that was not as bad as I thought it would be and with Mam avoiding my every move before I left, there were not any tears shed after my talk with Dad. However; Christmas day wasn't that easy.

Christmas day was pretty hectic. Hectic by my choice, I ended up going to three different Christmas's. First to my parents, then to Michael's grandparents and finally to my mother's parents. I cried after leaving my parents house, I cried saying good-bye to Michael's mother and grandmother and I cried while saying goodbye to people at my grandmothers house. The worst part of the day was knowing that I had to say good-bye to Mam, I had been dreading it and although it went well, it was still a very hard thing to do.

I still had a ton of stuff to do on Christmas night when I got home and my friend Mike would not let me spend it all alone, so he came over and helped me make endless trips to the dumpster. I had a ton of stuff to throw away and i guess what was my trash was Mike's treasure. Mike made out like a bandit taking some of the big things that I would of had to just thrown away.

And then it was moving day...