10/16/2014

Well, a big day. A bittersweet day. Found out this morning I did get the job in Baton Rouge. I start November 3rd. After I got off the phone, I burst in to tears. Yes, this move is what I have to do. Even though it's the reason I am doing this, it hurts so much to leave him here. It hurts to know I wont be even accidentally seeing him ever again. For the first time in 26 years. Sigh.
Irony: What should be our 17th anniversary this year, falls on a Friday. Just as it did when we were married. It's the weekend I will be going south to start my new job. Last year, he moved #4 here during the Thanksgiving holidays. This year, I will be finishing up my move and getting out of my apartment here during the Thanksgiving holidays.
Anyway. No, I'm not excited about the job/move right now. I hate all aspects of moving. always have. This one will be particularly painful. I've never lived anywhere else this long or put down roots this deep. I love this town. I will grieve...again/still. Not just leaving him here, but leaving such good friends. leaving a town I love. leaving the life I loved until he broke it...but it has to be done, so I will do it. 
I expect floods and floods of tears as I do this. I like Baton Rouge. Eventually, it will feel like home. One step at a time.