Saturday, June 12, 2010

Endings

Tonight is my last night in my own bed in my own house. The movers are coming tomorrow (a day early-don't even get me started!). It's Miss M's last night in her bassinet, as we will be transitioning her to her crib after we move. It's our last night in this room where we created her...our last night in this room where my water broke, where she and I spent much of those early months, coccooned in from the winter weather and the world. Our last night really living in this house, where this amazing life with her Miss M. began.

The pace has been frenetic, so there's been no time to reflect, which might be a good thing. My grandmother came by today, to see M. and to take pictures, and to give her some things, and it struck me that this isn't just saying goodbye to our house and our favorite places. It's not just "see you in a while, to our friends and family. This might actually be the last time I see my grandmothers. It may be our last time with certain family friends and godparents, ever. Some of them are getting older, and/or are in failing health. It all makes me terribly sad.

6 comments:

Mel said...

I'm sorry, Queenie. Moves are hard, and this one sounds harder than usual. But sending good thoughts for the transition.

~Jess said...

Thinking of you guys. It is so hard saying good bye when you know it may be the last time *hugs*

I always think of the song from SemiSonic

"every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end".

Darla said...

I'm sorry Queenie! It is amazing that you have reached such a milestone however!! Congrats on that little girl and how everything is going in your life! Good luck with the new job, move and the new home!

Jamie said...

I'm sorry for the endings you are experiencing. Keep your head up for all the new beginnings . . .

Heather said...

Lots and lots of luck on your move and the new job!

DaisyGal said...

Sorry I'm late...from the roundup.

Oh Queenie, every goodbye is hard, but this one has to hurt a little more since your move is not just across town.

I know you will be good, better, when you get to where you need to be...but the goodbyes are always bittersweet.

thinking of you.