Bittersweet

Yesterday at work was my first day of work where everyone is finding out that I am leaving.  I had intended to keep a low profile and not talk about it too much because 1) I'm a little superstitious and 2) I don't want to tick people off again.

Plus, I get the inevitable "Again?"

Unfortunately for my plan to fly under the radar, people are curious and ask questions.  Don't get me wrong, I don't mind sharing my news; I'm super excited about it!  I just don't want to push it.  T says that if they ask then it's OK to talk about it so I'm trying to stick to that rule.

It was a little emotional for me yesterday.  I feel like I am saying good-bye in my head everywhere I go in the hospital.  The one big downside to this move is leaving everyone behind.  I think it really hit me yesterday when people told me how much they were going to miss me even though they were happy for us.  I've known some of these people for 18 years and I can't imagine not having them in my day to day work life.

I have told everyone that our door will always be open and that I hope people will come visit but I know there will be few if any visits because it's so far away.  That makes me sad.

I wish I could pack up everyone and bring them with me.

So, I cried yesterday.  Twice.  And once today.  That doesn't mean that I'm not secure in our decision to go...it only means that I will miss all that I am leaving behind.

Today is another day of packing and searching for a shipping company.  And errands.  Always errands.

While I try to focus on all the positive in this move and not think about the sad parts.