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Jun. 14th, 2007 09:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eee1313So I figured out why I was in such a punk-ass bitchy mood yesterday. It finally hit me that my parents are moving away. Up until this point I've either been distracted by the freelance stuff, or all happy-happy positve thinking girl. I haven't given myself the chance to feel sad about this, to even recognize the fact that my parents aren't going to live 15 minutes from me, that I won't be able to have dinner with them once a week. That calling them on the phone isn't a local toll call, but now long distance. They're going to be three hours away, which is a half hour more than when I was away for college. All of this hit me yesterday, and I lost it.
The Scientist ended up driving to work yesterday, so he called to see if I wanted him to come over for dinner. I said yes and told him I was having a crap day. So when I got home and he was there, I just went over to hug him and started crying. He was really sweet and told me to go take a shower and calm down while he made dinner. But the whole time I was in the shower, I just sobbed and sobbed. Afterwards I told him what was really going on, that it wasn't my frustrating day at work, but me being emo about my parents moving. And he just told me he understood, and that it's okay and I should get it all out. So I cried and was red-faced and snotty, and he was an absolute dear about the whole thing. I said to him "I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you and the promise of your family." To which he replied that he actually proposed early, because knew that I'd take my parents moving a lot easier if I had a new family on the horizon. O_O I have the greatest boyfriend in the world. Seriously.
So now I feel much better, having actually recognized what's going on, both in my life and my parents' lives. This weekend is going to be hard, though.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
yakgirl comes to town tomorrow for a wedding shower and whatnot, and Saturday we're having one last family dinner at the house. Me, her, Mom and Dad, like old times. We'll be celebrating Father's Day and my birthday together. While it will be nice to have one last family dinner in the house, it's going to be very bittersweet. Mom leaves for good on Monday, as Uncle Joe is going back to California and someone needs to take care of Grandma up in Michigan. Dad will stay behind and get the house in order so that it can go on the market. Who knows when he'll move as well.
And I really am happy for them, despite the tears yesterday. I'm happy that they're moving on to a new phase in their lives. And once Grandma's gone, they'll have all the freedom in the world. It's been 33 years since it's been just the two of them, and they need that again. But now I know why my mom cried when I went off to college. I'm feeling the same thing now that she and Dad are leaving.
The Scientist ended up driving to work yesterday, so he called to see if I wanted him to come over for dinner. I said yes and told him I was having a crap day. So when I got home and he was there, I just went over to hug him and started crying. He was really sweet and told me to go take a shower and calm down while he made dinner. But the whole time I was in the shower, I just sobbed and sobbed. Afterwards I told him what was really going on, that it wasn't my frustrating day at work, but me being emo about my parents moving. And he just told me he understood, and that it's okay and I should get it all out. So I cried and was red-faced and snotty, and he was an absolute dear about the whole thing. I said to him "I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you and the promise of your family." To which he replied that he actually proposed early, because knew that I'd take my parents moving a lot easier if I had a new family on the horizon. O_O I have the greatest boyfriend in the world. Seriously.
So now I feel much better, having actually recognized what's going on, both in my life and my parents' lives. This weekend is going to be hard, though.
yakgirl comes to town tomorrow for a wedding shower and whatnot, and Saturday we're having one last family dinner at the house. Me, her, Mom and Dad, like old times. We'll be celebrating Father's Day and my birthday together. While it will be nice to have one last family dinner in the house, it's going to be very bittersweet. Mom leaves for good on Monday, as Uncle Joe is going back to California and someone needs to take care of Grandma up in Michigan. Dad will stay behind and get the house in order so that it can go on the market. Who knows when he'll move as well.And I really am happy for them, despite the tears yesterday. I'm happy that they're moving on to a new phase in their lives. And once Grandma's gone, they'll have all the freedom in the world. It's been 33 years since it's been just the two of them, and they need that again. But now I know why my mom cried when I went off to college. I'm feeling the same thing now that she and Dad are leaving.
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Date: 2007-06-14 03:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-14 03:31 pm (UTC)Aw, that's sweet!
Isn't it funny how Big Things just sort of hit you and it takes a while to figure it out? Where are your parents moving to? Hang in there, though . . . if you do what I do and call about every other day it won't seem like they are that far away.
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Date: 2007-06-14 04:00 pm (UTC)*hugs you* You'll make it, babe. Though I'm sorry it sucks now.
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Date: 2007-06-14 05:26 pm (UTC)No you don't. You have the best fiance in the world - and that's even better.
I know how you feel, because my whole family has ended up in RI except me, and sometimes I feel very blue and left out. But love is still love, and it will be OK, because the love is there. //end Pollyanna mode//
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Date: 2007-06-14 10:30 pm (UTC)And the boy DEFINITELY earned some points there. :)
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Date: 2007-06-16 06:41 pm (UTC)