Sep 20, 2018

Home Is No More Home ~

It's time to say goodbye, but history never really says goodbye. 
History says, 'See you later.'How lucky am I to have known,
 to know so many that makes saying goodbye so hard...

It's time to say goodbye to so much.  This may not be the
 "grandest" of homes nor places as far as many are concerned
 me included, but a part of me is heartbroken today as we
 say goodbye to Branson and yes for me home.  It was 
the one place where I felt a sense of belonging.  

Life in Branson gave me a purpose, and I leave very sad.  
I leave behind too many people I care for and too many
 memories.  Life in Branson kept me busy and my
 mind was always occupied.  I leave  part of my 
heart here. I never expected this to be so difficult.

Arvid and I have moved so many times, something I am 
really getting tired of.  I have never been attached to any of 
the places like I am to Branson.  I leave with a heavy heart, 
but with the satisfaction that we accomplished, and did
 something that will forever be one of our biggest challenges. 

It's now time to seek something new again.  Time to 
move on again.  And we sure know how to do that.

Branson will forever be special to me, and I definitely look
 forward to going back and seeing everyone next summer.  
For now it's goodbye.  I will miss you very much, but I have 
also learned to keep moving.  Our life is a constant move.

We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing
 new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps 
leading us down new paths.  There is truth in it.

Today I am very sad.  Tomorrow is a new day,
and we move on.  Everyone does. My dad taught me not to
 overthink things, that nothing will ever be perfect,
so just keep moving and do your best.

It's time to say goodbye, but I think goodbyes are 
sad and I'd much rather say hello. Hello to a new adventure. 
It feels right. But it's emotional. Saying goodbye
 to anything you've done that long is hard...