A little too much change
Two of my best friends won’t be as close as I’d like them to be. Scotty D has just moved out of 315.com (our nickname for our house) and is moving closer to the U of S. My buddy Mark is going to get married and live in Central America. I’m excited about the great things happening in my life but there is part of this whole situation that just sucks. Two of my all time best friends aren’t going to be as close as they were before and it just sucks.
With the exception of about 6 months of perpetual anxiety during my Internship year the last 6 years of my life have been my best. The best part of living with all my roomates is that we all knew how to laugh and have a great time. Our house was the house of laughter, especially when Scott is around. I’ve watched more than one roomate go through some difficult times but in the midst of all that we always knew we had a place to come to where we could be ourselves. It was our home.
Perhaps part of the reason I get so upset when people start dissing the single life is that it feels like a shot at my friends.
Change happens and sometimes parts of that change are really hard. Unfortunately you can’t hold on to a good thing forever. The more tightly we hold to things the more they slip away. I’m moving on from something great and I have the opportunity to build upon something that is already great.