Moving day is just four days away and the tears have begun. I called my neighbor to borrow her lawn mower and went she brought it over, she gave me a hug and the flood of tears began. Two middle-aged women -- need I say more.
Later, Super Boy climbed up on my lap all weepy, "I don't want to move Mommy."
"Don't you like the new house."
"I love the new house.
"What's wrong then?"
"I'll miss all our friends."
"They'll still come to see us. Don't worry."
"But the B's will be an hour away."
"The B's will still come see us."
"Really?"
"Really."
Tomorrow is my last Teen Wednesday. I get weepy every time I think about it. I'm leaving the teens in good hands as a couple of moms have stepped up to the plate to take my place, but I'm going to miss leading them every week. I love those kids.
I'll be taking a box of Kleenex with me.
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In just a few weeks, we will move for the 10th time in 20 years of marriage. It's been hard every time but we always find things we love about the new place.... right now we are going to miss our friends in Germany (although most are also moving this summer) but we are looking forward to great new adventures in AL
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