Out of sorts but at least my best friend is by my side
You might think I'm crazy but I honestly did not think about my parents leaving until their last day in town. I knew they weren't staying forever but I hadn't thought about the actual "say goodbye and they drive away" part.
I'd thought and prayed about moving to Nashville for months before I took the leap four years ago. At my goodbye party, I told friends and family I was ready for the adventure; I'd miss them and regular access to White Sox games but I was ready to leave my hometown and see what would happen. A week later we loaded up a moving truck, which my cousin and his wife drove down, trailing my parents in their car. Over the course of a long weekend, my parents helped me settle in to my new place and explore the town.
And then, out of nowhere, Monday morning arrived and it was time for them to go.
I'm guest posting at Cara Meredith's today as part of her "Nothing is small, in fact..." series. Head on over to read the rest!
