There were sometimes a few days (okay, maybe weeks) over the last two months where I felt like leaving my job was going to be easy. But now, on my last day, I'm realizing that it'll be harder than I thought. I've made some great friends, and I've enjoyed spending my days with them. I've learned a lot. And I will miss it.
I'm not good at goodbyes. They make me sadder than I need to be. I prefer to just announce the next time we'll see each other. I'll be back in Roanoke again in September, and even if I don't get around to visiting or seeing everyone, it will feel okay because I will be back. No going-away parties, please. It's the finality of a real goodbye that makes me anxious.
But a great thing about friendships is that you can take them with you.
I'm spending the weekend with Melissa, who will be here this afternoon to visit for a few days. We have wedding things to discuss and cocktails to try, and just general chilling out and relaxing to do. I've been looking forward to this for a while.
Wishing you a really great weekend.