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" />" width="500" height="214" alt="ccb" />" />My Mama is leaving in the morning. She is going all the way to South Carolina and plans to stay in South Carolina for two months! She took a job at the Bluffton Post Office. The job is temporary but to me, feels permanent, since Gardenia and I will be leaving before she returns. We’ve known about her move for a couple of weeks but I haven’t felt particularly motivated to write about it. I am glad she got this job. She deserves it.
Craig will remain here in Alabama for the majority of the period to deal with the house and take care of his mother. He plans to visit Mom frequently, I’m sure.
My heart has been heavy with guilt since the reality of saying good-bye is settling in. We are taking this baby away from her grandparents. We are taking her away from her aunts, uncles, cousins, friends, and everything she has ever known and loved. That is a rough reality to accept.
I overheard Gardenia and Mom crying in one another's arms after a bath last night. It was heart wrenching. I heard Gardenia say, “I won’t forget you while I am in Alaska, Granna.” Then she asked if she could have her and Granddiddy’s picture to look at while she is on the plane.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Sad, sad, sad
Dear Hayley... when you are raised by wonderful parents, and have a close-knit family, it is so hard to say goodbye and move all the way across the continent from our entire support system.
ReplyDeleteI sympathize with you as I remember what it was like for me to leave my family.
It can be hard in the beginning, but eventually you develop some sort of routine, and you work out a regular schedule to talk and catch up with each other. And you appreciate each other so much more.
Ups and downs, happy and sad... you're going to be on quite the ride over the next few weeks or so. I hope the transition goes smoothly.
Susan
North Pole
Thank you Susan. I really appreciate your comments. Hearing from someone who understands really helps.
ReplyDeleteI thank you too Susan. I am feeling better about the distance now that we've discovered Skype and webcams. It's definately not the same but it's a great next best option.
ReplyDeleteAww, this made me tear up. Goodbyes are always so sad. I know my parents aren't happy either and we are only going an hour and a half away. Poor Granna!
ReplyDeleteI understand that Heather! When I moved out to go to college, I was just moving from Rainbow City to Southside and me and my mom sat on the porch steps and just cried and cried. Distance between us and our mothers is hard, no matter how many miles are between us.
ReplyDeleteI don't like being away from each other. I don't even like getting used to being away from each other.
ReplyDeleteNobody is getting used to it sister.
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