This Monday, we will be shoving the last of our possessions in our car, dropping off the keys to our duplex and heading down to southern Idaho. Our time in Moscow is swiftly closing out.
Honestly, I am very at ease when it comes to leaving. I have done it multiple times in my life. At the least, I am good at leaving someplace and not looking back. I love and thrive on change, probably because I am used to it, and I’m generally impatient, so routine becomes boring for me so quickly. But the adjustment period after leaving is always the worst, because that’s when I realize all I have lost.
Living here has really been a mixed bag. I’ve formed great relationships and obviously I met and married my husband, a high point in my life. But it’s difficult living in a college town, which is inherently a somewhat transitional place. Because people come here from all over, lots of them leave eventually, too. I’ve had more than one good friend leave town at what felt like a premature time in regards to our relationship, and I know that my departure now will be the same for at least one friend. I’ve also had a good deal of life experiences happen while in Moscow – friends passing away, family issues, spiritual changes, etc. In some ways I’m really looking forward to having a new adventure, as opposed to staying here where there are memories still alive but not many people I can share that with who were involved themselves.
To those who I’ve shared this time with, thanks so much for being a part of my life. It wouldn’t have been the same without you, and I know that we’re blessed to live in a time where living a far distance from someone doesn’t mean as much as it used to. I really hope we’ll stay connected.
The Lord’s mercies are new every morning, no matter where we find ourselves. It’s all just a matter of perspective. I’m blessed, and may you be too.