For almost 2 years, I have had the pleasure of having one of my dearest friends share my home with me. On Friday, she will be getting married and leaving for another part of the country. While I am happy for her, it is a bittersweet time. I will miss her immensely. Our friendship has become a sisterhood, and one that doesn’t come along often in life. While we have developed a close bond, she will be moving on with her life, experiencing new and wonderful things. With that, I wish her all the best, as I would want nothing less for her. My heart already misses her.
Then, last Friday, a dear friend of mine from work left the practice. She had become a wonderful confidante and friend. I don’t begrudge her her decision, as I well understand the reasons why she wasn’t able to stay at this practice. It was a sad day today looking for C around every corner, only to realize that she wasn’t there any longer.
To top it off, another dear friend of mine will be leaving on May 1st to go back to the south with her husband. We, too, developed a very close-knit friendship, another sister to add to the fold. I know that to stay would be a bad decision. However, once again, it’s a bittersweet departure.
Today, I had a mini-meltdown over the number of losses that I am facing in this short span of time. It isn’t pleasant.