One Last Whirl With The Girls

Last night my best girlsfriends and I enjoyed a night out with just us girls! We ate at an amazing pizza place called Old Chicago. Yum-o! (As Rachael Ray says. Not a fan of her hyperactive-ness, but I think yum-o is appropriate for this moment). We had a very enjoyable time. That afternoon mom and I ran around finishing up last minute wedding things. We even got to pick up my dress! It's safe and sound at my Aunt Beth's house.
Today was bitter sweet. Let's first go back 21 years ago! You see, I, being the baby of the family, have never lived anywhere else besides my home. After a long long time of cleaning out clothes, toys, and well, just plain junk, we finally came the the reality that it was time for me to move my things to another home. To what is soon to be my and Johns home. It was hard boxing up my things and moving out my furniture to a new place it had never ever been before. We got it all in one load! So cleaning out really paid off! So, when I say one load I mean my dad's truck inside and out, my car and trunk and my mom's car and trunk. As the long train was carrying my things to a new place I was following right behind all alone in my car just watching my things get further and further away from my home. Where I had lived for 21 years of my life. It hit my that my things would no longer be in that house anymore. I would no longer have "my room" I wouldn't be able to just yell "mom! I need help!" or "dad! a spider" Yes, they were good for more than that, they are my parents, they taught me everything that I know. So right there it hit me and I lost it. I then realized that this week will not only be a week of anxious energy and excitement but it will also be a week of tears and reflection on moving from one amazing world to beginning another.