Sad day. Very sad day.
We had a goodbye dinner tonight to wish my brother well as he and his girlfriend prepare to move to Colorado tomorrow (we live in New York). They are super outdoorsy and love hiking and want to get some amazing experiences in before they settle down. I get it. I would do the same if I were in his shoes. It doesn’t make it easier though.
He’s 5 years younger than me. My only sibling. We had a great childhood together. We spent most of our time on the beach. If not at the beach, we were playing catch outside with a baseball.
We would fight like cats and dogs sometimes, but at other times, we would gang up against my parents when they were being “annoying”.
We used to have a “night club” where we would sing songs and play with toys in our bedroom after out parents told us it was time to go to sleep. We had to share a bedroom until I was 9. I hated it then. Not so much now.
He will probably move back home eventually (at least I hope). His girlfriend says if they get married and have kids, they will definitely come back to be close to family. But what if they love it there?
The hardest part is that my daughter’s favorite uncle is moving away. One of her role models. She might grow up not even remembering who he is (she’s only 15 months right now).
Leaving dinner tonight, my grandma sobbed as she said goodbye to her grandson. The 5th grandkid out of eleven. I couldn’t watch her cry. I had to walk away.
I’ve always been the tough one in the family. The rock. The stable one. The one people lean on in hard times. The unshaken one. I don’t know if that will be me tomorrow.
I’m sorry for the Debbie downer post. I’m usually optimistic and happy, but it’s really hard to be that right now. I know it’s good for him. I know he’ll be happy and have the time of his life. I certainly know I’m jealous of all the mountains he will climb. I know all of these things.
I just don’t want my daughter to have to say goodbye tomorrow. That’s what’s killing me.
… but as always, I will trek on. And I will hope and wish every day for his return.