Both my best friend and I are thinking about changing jobs. And this makes me sad because if I make the move I'm considering it will be hard to ever see him again. If he makes the one he's considering it will be impossible.
We each have to do what we have to do. I understand all of it.
But the thing of it is, some of my most relaxed and genuine moments have been with him. It makes me sad to think they may be coming to an end.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Big changes. They're hard!
ReplyDeletelooking forward can be hard...but living in the past...one can never grow.
ReplyDeleteIf you are best friends, you'll figure out a way.
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