Today’s post comes from Barbara in Robbinsdale
We are nine days out from our move to Winona, and they are coming fast and furious now – the Lasts. I have been to my last Board and Committee Meetings; Husband has been to his last Story Theater rehearsal. We have been to last practices for two choruses. Yesterday eve we hosted our last Annual Circle Dance Potluck in the back yard. Sniff.
It is a bittersweet time. It feels good to be relieved of some of these responsibilities, but saying good-bye to so many wonderful characters, who have been a regular part of our lives, is… hard. Been in this city for 31 years, and in this house for 27. We’ll be only 2½ hours away, and can come back to visit. But a visit is not involvement in the same way. We leave behind a rich set of experiences and people.
We’re into serious packing now, it’s really starting to look weird around here… that tripping over boxes stage. Still to come are things like packing up the Last Box, or removing the Last Piece of Furniture. Then in a couple of weeks we’ll come back to clean the Last Closet, wash the Last Window, and remove the Last Bits of Stuff.
What is a Last Time event or occurrence that you would welcome?