Bittersweet #4

Holy smokes ya’ll… Moving is no joke.  The last 2-3 weeks have been a whirlwind!  I am currently taking a packing break to watch Teen Mom 2 (guilty pleasure – no judging!).  I cannot believe that Paul and I are moving TOMORROW!  That just seems crazy!  The last 5 years in Tallahassee have flown by, but these years would not have been the same without my favorite people.  Which leads me to the final bittersweet post.

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This is by far the worst part of moving out of Tallahassee.  So awful, that I’ve been pretending it isn’t happening for the last 2 months, because when I think about it I cry.  My sister is my best friend.  I have never looked up to someone more in my entire life.  Her faith is so strong, she is so incredibly smart, she always knows what to say to make me feel better, and we ALWAYS have fun together.  We bake things we shouldn’t be eating, we laugh and shop and do sister things.  As we’ve grown up and moved to Tallahassee, we have always talked about how awesome it would be to live close to each other and our kids can be BFFs and we will live these happy little lives near each other.  Up until a couple months ago, I still saw this little plan working perfectly.

Not only is my sister one of my favorite people, but her husband is my other brother.  He has come to my rescue on more than 1 (or 5) occasions.  His sense of humor never fails.  There is never a night where we aren’t laughing with him… or at him.  Some of my favorite nights consist of my sister, David, Paul and I sitting around the table talking for hours.

As if Melissa and David weren’t enough for me to move away from, they have the 2 most perfect little girls… my nieces.  I am obsessed with them.  I talk about them like they are my children.  I whip out pictures and everyone knows I am such a proud auntie!  The thought of not being able to stop by and see Reese slouched in her high chair like a “G” and Kennedy running around listing off her trains from Thomas and friends makes me so sad… and now I’m crying while I type.  Kennedy is at the cutest age and she LOVES me and I LOVE that!  When I hear her call me “auntie’ it makes my heart happy… I don’t want to leave that!  They are so tiny and I don’t want them to forget me!  I realize that is completely irrational.  We will only be 4 hours apart, we will FaceTime, and I know Melissa and David will talk to them about us, but that’s just how I feel.   So anyway now you guys can tell me you’re moving home to Orlando too, and everything will be right in the world… Wishful thinking?

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That being said,  I am super excited to be moving home and living 10 minutes from my parents!  I’ve officially reached the age where my parents are my friends, not just my parents.  Well truth be told, I reached that stage a few years ago, but now that I’m married I see it even more.  I am excited to be around my mom’s cooking more! Maybe now I will actually take her up on spending time with her in the kitchen.  Paul already requests a few of her recipes, and I’ve learned them but my mom’s cooking is top notch.

I may be getting ahead of myself, but eventually Paul and I will be having a baby (or 2 or 3…), and I have seen my parents with my nieces and I cannot wait for them to be those amazing grandparents to our kids.

Then there is always my baby brother.  I love him, but I still have a hard time wrapping my mind around the fact that he is a grown up!  He’s smart and witty and I still find him taking me by surprise.  The downfall now of living so far from my brother is that we both suck at talking on the phone.  I don’t call.  He doesn’t call.  We text here and there, but unless you’re Victoria (his girlfriend) you can pretty much expect a very concise answer and very little effort to carry on the conversation.  SUCH. A. BOY. Now that we are living closer, I am super excited we will actually get to talk and hang out!  I am also really glad that he and Paul will get a chance to know each other better.  Paul has fit right in with my sister and David especially since we see each other so often, and I’m glad he gets that chance now with Travis.

I’m a bundle of emotions, and they are all over the place.  From happy and excited to sad and dreading leaving.  I leave my sister’s perfect little family, but I get to be closer to the rest of my family.  Can’t be too upset about the way this has worked out!

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One thought on “Bittersweet #4

  1. Delia Meros September 29, 2014 / 11:27 am

    Moving away from nieces is no joke! I went back to Tally once a month this past year because she changes so much each month! I had to calm myself down when we moved by reminding myself she wasn’t my child and I would have my own some day 🙂

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