Wed, Sept 12
... Memories of Rain
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the world is changing, my world is changing, big-time. This has been creeping up on us for a year, and we've all known it's been coming, but now that it's here, I'm not ready for it. I mean, I've known forever that she'd be leaving, I've been talking with Chad about how great it'll be for her, I've been telling her how happy for her I am, I've been praying for her, but I'm not ready for her to leave. I'm being selfish, and I want her to stay here with me. I
know that she'll touch so many lives while she's gone, but I want her to touch mine for a while longer. It hasn't sunk in yet, in some ways, though. I haven't cried. I keep expecting to call her up and see her, not to have to wait at least 3 months before she's back. It feels like we just said goodbye for a week of camp, like we did all summer, not for what could be the most life-changing 6 months of her life. I'm scared that I won't be as close to her when she gets back. I'm afraid that we'll both change so much that we won't have the same place in each other's lives. I know we'll always have a special place, but I want it to be the same close place that it is now.
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abyss
posted at 10:58 p.m.