"I Hate Goodbyes" - Lloyd Christmas

Monday morning was one of many mixed emotions for me. I woke up exhausted after only 4 hours of sleep ready to hit the road. I had to say goodbye to my friends over the weekend and say my final goodbyes to my family on Monday morning. That was exhausting in itself because I'm not very good at it. I usually just say "I'll see you later" because I hate saying "Goodbye, I'll see you in a million years!" to people that I really love and already miss. We had a goodbye party on Friday night at my parents house, so we got to see most of our friends one last time before we left. 

We hung out with the family for pretty much the whole weekend which was really good for me and I think for William too. So anyway, after a great weekend of seeing everybody, it did have to end eventually, and I could no longer live in denial about the move. Monday morning came, and the fact that we were leaving hit me like a Mack truck. I went in to wake up Emily, my younger sister, so that I could say goodbye and as I said the words "I wanted to say goodbye because we're about to leave," I just about lost it. I had done well saying goodbye to all my friends without shedding a tear, but when it came to family, that was different. As we hugged my parents and siblings, I did lose it when I hugged my mom. This was really the last time I would do that for a really long time and that made me really really sad. 

However, this was real, we were really leaving and I had to get in the car that was packed out the frame, along with William and Molly, and head out for the wild west. And so I did.