Getting A Little Misty

The last several weeks, I've frequently wondered why I wasn't more upset about moving farther away from my friends and family. Part of it, I think, has to do with the fact that it's not really all that far away, just a three-hour drive. I'll be keeping my car, so I think there's a sort of "security blanket" effect where I feel like I can drive "home" anytime I want/need to. Part of it is also definitely that I'm looking forward to setting up house with just myself and my daughter and having things just as I want them. Another part is that I'm just plain happy and excited about starting graduate school. This week, I've been surprisingly busy and a lot of that busy-ness has been spending time with people I'm saying good-bye to. Some I still expect to see on a pretty regular basis, so that has softened the blow a bit. Tuesday night, I went out to the Corner Bar with the usual group of grad students I know. Last night, I went out for dinner with some co-workers. Today, another group of co-workers joined me for a farewell lunch. It's starting to sink in now that there really will be a lot of people I will rarely see after tomorrow. I will see some of the people closest to me on a regular basis, but not as much as I used to. One special person in particular I certainly won't be seeing daily anymore. At the rate I'm going, there could be waterworks by tomorrow.