Do you know how much you helped me? I do.
Do you know how much your examples have inspired me? I do.
Do you know how much your love has comforted me? I do.
I wouldn't be where I am or who I am today without all of my angel friends that I have met here in D.C.
That's what makes this move so hard for me. I am so excited to see my family...but I am sorrowful to be leaving my family here. I feel so much misery at being extracted seemingly before my time, and certainly before I am ready. I don't know how to tell everyone. I don't think I could survive telling everyone. I had been fairly composed this week, but as soon as I told Michelle, it all came flooding out. And it didn't stop for the rest of the night.
D.C. is my home. I never imagined a day where I would end up in Utah again, but I keep reminding myself that it's not permanent. I know, for whatever reason that I can't fully get my head around, that I need to do this. I also know that I will be able to come back home.
I am moving, and I am leaving D.C. For now.
and I'm bawling as I write this.