Realization

No matter how often you tell people something, unless they are receptive to the subject or it's about them most don't really comprehend what you are saying until it is staring them in the face.  And this move of mine is no exception. 

This move, as improbable as it might have seemed to most, was always something I was determined to do.  Especially if I could not find a job that did not fit all of my qualification.  And as the days past and the offers were not coming in...well...it was only a matter of time.  For my family, my parents, I don't think they really thought I would up and move over 1500 miles away...especially where it gets cold.  I guess they thought I would stay here no matter what.

My mother has even said I need to find my own life...I guess she just didn't think it would be in another state.  So today I think it hit her hard that I'm actually doing this.  And trust me...as much as I want to do this, there are parts of it that are darn hard to do.  Leaving my parents here in Florida is one of them.  They are of an age that having one of their children close is a good thing.  The problem being is that it was their choice to move to Florida, away from all of us when we were young and raising our families.  Southwest Florida can be a logistical nightmare when it comes to traveling via air or road.  I can't put my life on hold while they hold on to their illusion of independence.  It may sound cruel but it's reality. 

My mother even tried to use the 'how can you leave your support system and friends card.'  I don't  thing she wanted to hear that I would have a support system no matter where I ended up...the beauty of my program.  And friendship...well...one thing I'm learning is that friends encourage you to live your dreams and will be there for you no matter what the outcome.  At least I hope so...:)

When today started I had no idea I would be dealing with all this...today was for car maintenance and some travel shopping.  In between I took down the curtains in my parents bedroom and dining room...washed them and then re-hung them...don't ask...it's a long story.  But I did it because it made Mom happy and it was one more chore I could do. 

The day ended with a wonderful dinner with a friend...a very good friend, at CJ's at the Esplande at sunset.   A friend I'm going to miss sharing things with.  But I know she will always be there...no matter what.  And that is also another story.  Anyway...even though it was a realization on both of our parts...this wasn't really good bye as much as it was a quiet celebration of that friendship.