So I packed my life up in little boxes. What I couldn’t fit into the little boxes that were to go strategically into my small two-door Honda civic, had no problem it seemed going into the large green dumpster outside my apartment. I packed my life up. Said goodbye to the people I made my family, and hit the road for a new beginning. Even though I still have fears, they are nothing compared to the confidence I have in the decision I’ve made. The confidence I have that everything will work out. The confidence I have that I will do everything in my power to find a job and get one! I have confidence that the biggest step in my relationship I have made thus far will work out.
I packed my life up in little boxes and hit the road. And for some reason it seemed like it was some sort of test I was going through on my way up, just to make sure I was certain I was doing the right thing. I survived the 68+ mph winds between 18-wheel trailers, I survived the slippery roads. The blizzard was a bitch, as was going through white outs every 15-20 minutes, but I survived all that. Made it here in one piece, and I can call this home. (After Dylan moves out, and I unpack and Kash and I redecorate)
For the first time on Thursday night, I fell asleep in your arms knowing that I would not have to say goodbye in a week. My heart smiled and warmed up my body, I sighed with nothing but joy. Though it hadn’t completely hit me that I am here for good. I have moved in with my girlfriend. I have moved over 1,200 miles away from where I called home for the past 6 years. That was the first night. I didn’t cry, but the past three nights I’ve cried. I asked to be the little spoon so you wouldn’t notice. I finally broke down today though. Megan made me cry when I finally broke it to her that I might not be able to come for Christmas. I couldn’t hold the tears back.
I don’t want my crying to make you feel like I don’t want to be here, or that I would rather be in Philly than be here. I honestly wouldn’t be anywhere else...
I’m starting a new chapter in my life.
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