Leaving

August 20, 2008

We’re a military family, so moving a lot is what we do.  It just is.  We’re used to it.

However, this doesn’t mean that we’re used to the leaving part.

Ya know, the part that’s coming up in a few days where we go to church for the last time and have to tell everyone that we’ve known and loved for the past 5 years good-bye.

In a we’ll-probably-never-see-you-again-but-thanks-for-the-memories kind of way.

It’ll stink. 

It always does.

I really wish our society had some better kind of leaving protocol.  Like, where you put out the word that you’re leaving and you’ll miss the friends you’ve made and you’ll always remember them and the good times you had with them, but you’ve gotta go now.

And then you just never show up again.

There are no tears or hugs or little notes slipped into the hand or envelopes stuffed with cash.

(Unless you really WANT to.  I mean, it’s not like we could STOP you or anything because the envelope would be closed and it would be that special kind where you couldn’t see what was inside so we’d be all surprised when we opened it and then we’d go and buy lots of ice cream and Peppermint Patties with it.)

Ahem.

Anyway.

To summarize…….

Leaving stinks.  Gotta get a new way to leave painlessly in our society.  Cash helps.

Okay.  That’s about it.  Thanks for reading.

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5 Responses to “Leaving”

  1. Trinka said

    hate hate HATE saying goodbye. Hate it. Hate change. Hate missing people.

    I think God puts that in our hearts to prepare us for the day when there will BE no more goodbyes.

    When He speaks of heaven as the place where there is “no more sea”, I think it’s a special encouragement to those who have watched those we love disappear over a distant horizon. The sea is a picture of turmoil and separation. Some day … there will be no more sea.

    Praying God will quickly provide a new church home, and circle of loved ones there in Arizona (where, I believe, it’s hot).

    Trinka

  2. As a former military brat who attended different schools for fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth and eleventh grades… well…. not too eloquent on this topic, but you are so right.

    Leaving stinks.

  3. Joanna said

    LOL. It does suck. And then when you’re done with the military, all your friends are scattered to the wind.

  4. TW said

    Well, I’m here to tell you that you won’t have to hug me and shed tears over me and my family on Sunday, b/c we won’t be able to come to church that day. HOWEVER, all is not lost, there’s a chance we could both be at the same wedding on Saturday (will you be??) and we could shed tears THEN. Hmm, I think it would be better just to smile and say good bye and God bless you than cry at the wedding reception. So I’ll stumble around and try to coherently tell you a couple things here in the comments. The first is that over the last five years I have (when circumstances permitted) watched you grow in maturity in the Lord. You have had a teachable and humble spirit and a desire to submit to the Lord’s will for you. And a willingness to seek wisdom from others instead of hiding all your problems–that’s a good thing!!!!! The second is that you both are GREAT parents! I truly mean that. Yeah there may be struggles and difficulties and icky times and times you want to chuck it all, but keep on LOVING your children and giving them your smiles and the Lord will bless your efforts. Third, we will be praying that you can find some Godly brothers and Titus 2 women to help you not grow weary in doing good. And Fourthly, sniff sniff, GOOD-BYE!

  5. Octamom said

    We’ve done our fair share of the lovin’ and leavin’ ’em thing in the past few years–and this last go around, I was a total chicken and just….sorta….never….let….anybody….know that this was the last church day, the last dance class, the last whatever–people knew we were moving, but I just couldn’t do The Scene. I was 5 weeks away from delivering our twins and did not want to sob myself into labor.

    And I gotta say….it worked pretty well….

    Blessings!

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