Thursday, August 3, 2017

Part 2: From Decision To Move

So, to continue from where I left off, June 7th everything changed.
June 8th I began to tell people of our decision. I started with my bestest friend ever, who was actually thrilled because she lives in ---- and we'd be an hour apart, after living 1,000-2,000 miles apart our entire lives/friendship.
The next to know was the dear friend who knew of the possibility, and she was heartbroken. As was I. You can bet the tears started again.
I told my other very dear friends, and was met with dismay and sadness, which I shared in fervently.
Our week-long church Girls Camp brought more tears towards the end of it. I'd been going to that camp for 6 years, and I love so many of those girls and ladies.
But anyway, those 6 weeks after The Decision were busy, busy, busy. A couple of days after the Girls Camp, we left for a 1 and 1/2 week trip to ----, in which we dropped my brother off for a 2-year church mission (July 5th) and found a house to buy (July 3rd). I also was able to complete my last two English assignments in time found on that trip, which took a great deal of stress away! (I had managed to finish the first ones before we left.)
Upon returning, our days were filled with painting, packing, and polishing.
Let me interject with more depressing details.
In those 6 weeks I had more emotional breakdowns and more crying than I ever had before (note: this does not include crying as a baby).
July 16th we took a day trip to my cousin's wedding.
July 20th-22nd I went to church Youth Conference. Leaving there was excessively difficult and extremely sad. Saturday, I cried a lot. These people had been young people I had done many things with for many years, and among them were some of my best friends, including the one who understands me and the one who calls me her sister that I mentioned earlier. Fortunately I was able to pull some strings and room with both of these girls, for which I was very grateful.
But oh, to say goodbye!! A lot of these girls had been to Girl's Camps with me, too, and the group as a whole had been part of my life for years. And this was the last time I'd be with them. Tears, yes, many were shed that day.
Sunday, July 23rd was another difficult, teary day. That was the last day we'd be at church, the congregation we'd been part of for 8 years. I love the group of girls I was part of there, as well as so many of the adults who had been and were my teachers and leaders. I cried when we left that building; it held so many, many dear memories.
Monday we packed the truck (mostly) and said some more last goodbyes, including one girl from church that I'm very close to and a family we've known for almost 12 years, whose children I've watched be born and grow up. After these people left, I went to my (mostly empty) room and--you can guess what I did. This move has turned me into such an emotional wreck.
July 25th we planned to leave in the morning, but all the last-minute stuff pushed our departure to about 9 pm. We drove through that night, and drove and drove and drove and drove and DROVE.
Oh and I cried. A lot. I cried when leaving our house, I cried when we ran into dear friends from church at Wendy's on our way out of town, I cried driving out of town, I cried that night a lot, I cried the next day driving somewhere out in the middle of nowhere--
What did I tell you, this move has made me into an emotional wreck. Oh yes, have I mentioned the fact that I've NEVER been a crier? Like really at all? I haven't. I've never really cried over things.
Until June 7th.
So anyway, there you go, the (approx.) 6 (I just checked, it's actually more like 7; I've been thinking wrong) weeks from The Decision to The Move
There's one part left: Part 3: Living in ----
Also do you see why I had to take an official blogging break?


  1. Seriously, Rae, don't feel bad about crying. It's better to cry and grieve over what you've lost than stuff it all and never deal with it. And if you think you're an emotional wreck, well you should just see me! Crying is like my second language or something! Haha. We'll just have to keep each other company, I guess. ;)

    YOU MOST CERTAINLY DO HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE FOR TAKING A BLOGGING BREAK! My goodness. Did anyone ever have a better one? You've been sooooo busy!

    I hope your new home starts to feel like home to you really soon! *hugs*

    1. Yes, I'm telling myself that crying is far better than not, as it shows that I love what I'm leaving, and I'm blessed to have had something I love so much. And hahaha, yes we shall. I don't believe there's any turning back now, I believe I'm going to be a crier from now on.

      Hahaha, right?! Thanks so much for understanding. You make me feel better.

      Aww, thank you so much.*hugs back* It actually is getting there, I've been doing some decorating in my room and stuff.

      Thank you soooo much for your comment!!! <3

  2. It is fun to have a best friend who just lives an hour away from your new house.

    Although saying goodbye to your other friends, members of the church Youth Conference and the girls and ladies from girl's camp is a very hard moment. It must be hard for you. If I had to do that, I don't think I would survive.

    I would also cry myself to sleep at night, every day. I don't like it to see you like this, it is hard and I now want to do everything to help you, but I actually can't, which is hard.

    I totally understand it why you had to take an official blogging break. Take any time you want. Take your time, take it easy and cry so much as you want (don't think I like it to see your cry), I understand this hard time you are dealing with.

    <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

    1. Yes it is! One good thing about this, I suppose.

      Haha, I didn't think I'd survive either. :/ Fortunately I did! It was difficult, yes.

      Awww, that is so sweet of you, Rachel. You know, the fact that you said that DOES help. Your comments seriously make my day. Seriously. You help by being there by saying sweet things like that, and I thank you SO MUCH.

      Aaaah, you are seriously such a dear. Thank you SO MUCH. Thank you.

      <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

  3. Oh poor Rae! All this discription of you crying is making me so sad! You are Rae, you are a drop of golden sun, you are so amazing, and happy!
    But, if I were in your shoes I would have been crying too! I would be so sad to leave all the things I love. But, do you know what? There are so many new memories to be made that will be so wonderful, you will have such a wonderful time, even if it is not what you are used to.
    Shine your light!
    God bless you!

    1. Aww I'm sorry, don't be sad. :/ :) And AWW that is SO SWEET, aaah.
      Thank so much for that! Thanks for the encouragement!! Seriously.
      Thank you so much for your amazing comment!!! <3 <3 <3

  4. Hey, sometimes just crying and crying works better than holding it all in and pretending like nothing is wrong. I am a real cryer so I totally understand where you are coming from!

    That's so hard to say goodbye to your friends. My best friend is going off to college, and while she'll only be 3 hours away I'm still going to miss her soooooo much. Neither of us know how long it will be before we see each other again and it makes me so sad :(

    Stay strong Dear! God has your back! <3 <3

    1. Haha, that is true. I think the tears helped me survive the emotional strain.

      Oh yes that is hard!!!

      Thank you SOOOO much, dear!!!!


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