Support.
I had dinner with
one of my mentors and her adorable daughter the other night. My mentor is also
crazy. I say crazy in the best form possible but she knows EVERYTHING about
everybody and if she doesn’t know information, get confused and realize she’s
just not on her A-game.
She assured me of
something the other day. I have support. Especially, as I’m
making this practically insane move, something that seems to make sense to
everyone of my confidantes. Usually the response goes I told you so. Why didn’t you do this over a year ago.
Let’s not go
through all the reasons of WHY NOT. I’m sure it would be a rather painful
process and I’m just not in an emotional state to handle that.
I feel
overwhelmed with all the people who are there for me. I adore you all.
I’m going to miss
random boba adventures, talking one of best friend into trips when she is
half-drunk, catchphrase and drenga nights, beach days and sunsets, nannying
some of the coolest kids and falling asleep in their beds when the parents come
home, cross-country road trips, et
cetera.
It’s been real.
And you guys are
killing me.
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