I counted

Well, that was a mistake.

Yesterday, I counted.

And then I was driving around town pretty much minding my own business and tears were flowing. Large, quiet tears. I knew it was serious. Yet, I wasn’t overcome with sadness. It was less deep and less overwhelming than I would expect this close to the date of the move. The tears were as if a fact of life. This is what happens when you are really close to changing your life to the unknown. For the better yet mostly unknown. How can you know when you have lived in a state for the past 20 + years and then are moving to another state you have never lived in as a permanent resident.

You can’t know. So since you don’t know, inevitably there are big, quiet tears. It’s biology.

 

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