I turned 36 last week. And the clock ticks on.
I have three weeks and one day until I move across the world. Tick, tick, tick...
And yesterday I realized the time here is passing so quickly, and I can't stop that darn clock.
I cried. I wept. I sobbed. Mostly to myself. A little at the pool. (Luckily, water on my face can be seen as just water from the pool) I even cried to my dad, accidentally (he happened to call mid cry) who told me to
"Suck it up, Teresa"
"Suck it up, Teresa"
Just for the record. I have been "sucking it up" everyday for nearly five months. I don't believe in crying if you can help it.
And yesterday, I couldn't help it.
Sometimes you just have to cry.
The long list of goodbye's has begun, and I don't like it.
Not one bit.
5 comments:
And I will say "let it flow". It's so nice and refreshing and such a release. You can call me and cry anytime my friend! And yes you have been sucking it up, so now is the time to let the floodgates open!
sometimes crying can be the best medicine. I hope it made you feel a little better
I have held onto the tears for years. And just recently I have found that when Iactually just let myself cry,I feel a ton better. So you just cry it out honey. And I'll cry with you, cuz I can't believe you are actually moving. Happy for you with this new experience, sad for me. Love you!!!
My word veri was suppygo. Isn't that weird?
I would post a comment but I cant talk about it...I prefer denile.
Good ole Dad, mine would say the same thing! Keep your chin up and remember your family will be reunited and if you don't like it COME HOME! At least make it back to the east coast! ;) Happy Birthday! Love ya! Holly
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