We aren’t moving today, but it was the last day for one of the families we were closest to during our year here.
We had dinner together last night, and they slept at our house because we still have furniture. The kids played together all day, and my husband and I looked at each other and laughed at how lively it was with 4 kids… we never realized our house was “quiet”.
It was a good day. Eating breakfast together, fighting over the magic wands, watching movies, eating picnic lunch on the playground and of course…swinging together one last time.
Goodbye good friends, Godspeed… and we’ll meet again someday, I know it.
This is something I haven’t gotten used to with the military lifestyle, and doubt I ever will — the goodbyes never get any easier, only more numerous. So hard.