So this past week I have had to deal with the detestable Things 1 & 2.
Thing 1: Packing
Over the past few years, I had thought I had become a master packer. I had earned to only take a small duffle when going home for the weekend. I could fit all of my stuff to move up to college in just my dad’s truck. (Ask my roommates if you don’t believe me. They were amazed when they saw all of my stuff disappear into my dad’s truck.)
Now take that truck and try to fit into 4 suitcases, 1 carry-on, and a large tote bag. Yeah…that’s why it took me a week to pack. It was one of the most stressful things I have done in my life. All of my clothes (including winter coats), my Japanese books, electronics, etc. had to fit in those bags. I did discover the wonder of space bags, but they can only do so much.
This mission was accomplished with a little cursing and some tears. Thankfully we have a better, cheaper plan for sending my stuff back home. When my family comes to visit in the spring, I will send suitcases full of winter clothes and coats back with them. (They will only be bringing one bag and they get two checked bags free J)
Thing 2: Goodbyes
I spent about a week in San Marcos saying goodbyes to my friends. I’m not saying it was easy, but the reality of the situation had not hit yet, so these goodbyes were not on the level of the goodbyes of the past few days.
In the past two days I have said my five hardest goodbyes. The first was my mom. She left Monday morning at 5am for a work conference in San Francisco. Thankfully, we said goodbye in the dark. If I had seen her tears, I don’t think I would have been able to stop crying yesterday. The second happened yesterday afternoon. I spent the afternoon with Myrrh, one of my grandmothers. Her goodbye was heart wrenching, because she is 96 years old. She is not in bad health but I am scarred she will pass away while I am gone.
Then there was this morning… three huge goodbyes at once: my dad, my brother, and my boyfriend. I feel bad, because we were running late and I was super stressed out (thank you packing). When we got to the airport, I had to hurry or I would miss my flight. So as I hugged each one of them in front of the security gate, the tears finally started to pour.
As I sit on this plane, I realize yet again that there is nothing better than the feeling of a plane taking off. While I watch the sun rise over the horizon, I think about how life is one day after another and you just have to take them as they come. And I remember the words my grandmother told me yesterday “You have to do what makes you happy.” I think these are the words I am going to try and live this year by.
I will see you on the other side (of the world :P)
-Caitlin