I understand the importance of change in our lives; for without change, we do not grow. But honestly, I am not a big fan. Our house is officially on the market and we are facing the reality of a lot of change and I am not sure that I am ready for it. I love our neighbors and our neighbor hood. I even love our house with all of its little quirks. Most especially, I love our ward. I am not ready to give up the wonderful people and the excitement and growth that comes along with a ward of mostly new members. I am going to be sad to say goodbye to our beautiful West African brothers and sisters and all of the dental student friends we have made who will also be moving away shortly.
Don't get me wrong, I am excited for the move (when it eventually happens, considering how slow the market is these days). I am excited for a new house and the challenge it takes to make it our own space. I am thrilled to move closer to John's work so we can get a little more time with him every day. Even a new ward with just one calling instead of three will be refreashing. I just hate that I have to leave part of my life behind in order to do all of this. I get so attached to the people around me that when we leave it feels like a part of me gets left behind with them. How many times can this happen until I don't have enough of me to keep together anymore?