Saying Goodbye to the Best Things

As I was driving today from Seattle to Portland, in a car stuffed full of boxes and cloths and random things, I realized that this is my first real move. I've gone from Portland to college in Seattle, but it wasn't actually like I was leaving because part of Portland will always be home. But today's move is a real move. There is no specific reason that I am guaranteed to return to Seattle. I hope that I do. I know I will at least visit. But I could end up anywhere. I have officially left Seattle indefinitely. Realizing that was a weird and very sad moment.

Leading up to the big move I think that I had one of the best weeks ever (haha, VH1 should feature me!). I don't know how I am so fortunate to be surrounded by so much love and support. Whether it came from best friends, roommates (who also happen to be best friends), family, or my new friend, it seemed as if I was constantly showered with affirmation. Everyday I was able to spend truly quality time with the people who are most dear to me in Seattle. Picnics, a night at Kerry Park, a ferry trip to Bainbridge Island, camping in the backyard, dinners, mornings in the park, relaxing afternoons, etc. Even packing was fun with friends! I was constantly reminded that I have been so blessed to find true community. This summer I have listened to Ray LaMontagne's "You are the Best Thing" a lot. It was played at a wedding we all went to and has been a theme of the summer. It truly embodies how I feel about the people in my life. They are the best things I could ever ask for.

I will deeply miss my Seattle family, but I also know that this is not the end. It is not even close to the end.