The besty and her family are moving. Far away from me. Like 800+ miles north, far from me.
This is what's best for them. I get it. Her family is there and it's a better way of life. Less crime, cheaper living, better environment, in general... I really do understand.
Sadly, this means there will be three (four?) states between us.
We had always intended to move up north as well. We still plan to...one day. Right now, we're doing what's best for our family. The hubs finally has his dream job, we live with my awesome family and I get to stay home with our little man. Being here, right now, is best for us.
Just like moving there, right now, is best for them. But...it sucks!!!
This is something they've been talking about for the past 3+ years. I knew it was coming. Every year I get all worked up, break down, and then the timing isn't right and they don't end up moving. This time, I opted to wait it out. This week, besty's hubs got a call that the job he had been pursuing, hired him! This is awesome for them but means that this is really happening.
Part of me is ready. I'm sick of talking about it every year and getting all worked up. I'm ready to find our new normal. I'm ready to see how we'll be able to make a long distance friendship work. It won't be easy, and there will be lots of tears, but we WILL make it work.
I mostly worried that she'll create a new life without me...and she won't have a space for me anymore. I know, I sound like a child. She has two sisters up north and her mom (that she's super close with.) She'll have built-in shopping buddies, pedicures buddies, chat buddies, TV buddies... Will she even miss me?!?
Worse than that, I'll miss the neph's (her two boys) more than I can put into words.
We'll make it work. There's going to be some growing pains but I know that the kind of friendship we have is rare. I will cherish it no matter how many miles separate us.