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We spent some time with our peeps this weekend and it was bittersweet. Due to job situations, we will not be able to see C-peep again before we move. So this was it, and it was our first taste of OMG we're moving away.
As fate would have it, through move after move and job after job, the four of us have been in the same place at the same time (more or less) for the past 12 years. For me, this means my entire adult life. My entire married life. Although we are not able to hang out as much as we would like, in the back of our minds we know we are just a couple of hours down the road from each other.
On the drive down to their place, I kept saying, I can't believe this is goodbye. I mean, I can't really believe it. And G kept saying, it's NOT goodbye, it's just until we meet again. You know, like A Hui Hou in Hawaiian.
Yeah, but.
G knew them before I did. The three of them hung out together the entire year that G and I were engaged and living an ocean and almost an entire continent apart. We would talk on the phone and he would say, we did this, and then we did that, you're gonna like them, I can't wait until you meet them.
As we prepare to move, we are getting rid of as much as possible. You may remember that I went through a serious downsizing a few months ago - well, I've got the fever once more. Every now and then, we will stumble upon something and have to think about whether or not we want to keep it. We weigh how much sentimental value lies within the object itself against how much we have simply attached to it. And most of the time, we will let it go. And this feels really good. Because we know that the good memories are not gone once we give away the item. No one can take the good memories away. Distance cannot affect that.
A Hui Hou to our peeps.
bittersweet, indeed! we love our peeps!
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