At this time, two weeks from now, I will be in Buffalo at my parents’ house for the night. The big move will be half way done, and I will be anxiously awaiting moving into our new apartment.
I can’t believe it’s only two weeks away. When Niels found out last October that he got the clerkship moving to Buffalo seemed so far away, and now it’s practically on top of us.
I’ve said before that this move is bittersweet. I’m excited about being closer to my parents, but I’ve made some amazing friends during my time here, that it’s going to be hard not to see them on a regular basis. Thank goodness for Facebook, email, and text messaging. I’ve lost my taste for phone calls, unless you’re immediate family, and I’ve never been good at writing letters, so I’m grateful that I live in a time where I have alternative ways of keeping in touch with people.
Last night we had a get together of our friends at The Passenger, a great bar that’s sort of in my neighborhood, and be sort of I mean a 20 minute walk. Not everyone we invited could come, but those who did seemed to have a good time. It was really cool introducing people from the different aspects of our life and see them all get along. While talking with everyone, it inevitably came up how I knew so and so, It was fun remembering and sharing how friendships developed.
I sometimes fret about my friendships, it’s a big insecurity I have (one of many), but times like last night reminded me that I don’t need to fret, because even in Buffalo, these friendships will still be there. And yes, maybe I won’t be able to see people as often as I do now, but it doesn’t make the friendship any less, for lack of a better word, stable. They just on a different plane, one that requires more electronic communication versus face to face communication.
So, yeah, two more weeks.