The time has finally come (even though I hoped it never would) … this week my sister is getting married. Now don’t think that I don’t want her to get married … because I do. I totally approve of her fiance, he is rather great, and I believe that he will make an excellent addition to our family (especially since he proofreads my internship and finance papers). What I am not looking forward to is what will come after the wedding, or the day after to be exact. The newly (and happily) married couple will be moving … to Albuquerque, New Mexico.
Now I’m used to not living super close to my sister, because ever since she graduated from high school, we have always lived at least an hour apart. Here is the breakdown of where we have lived … and when:
- 2004 – She went to school at Indiana Wesleyan, while I started high school. We lived about 3.5-4 hours apart.
- 2005-2008 – She went to school at the University of Evansville (where she met John, her fiance) while I went to high school, making us about an hour apart.
- 2008-2010 – She went to Grad School at St. Louis University, while I started at Butler. We were about 4 hours apart.
- 2010-Present – She lived in Bloomington, IL, while I went to Butler, so we were about 3.5 hours apart.
So, as you can see, we have been slowly but surely moving farther away from each other over the last 7 years or so … but now she is making the big move to New Mexico … a daunting 20 hour drive from Indiana. Even though we don’t always get along, and we don’t see eye to eye on quite a few things, I’m going to miss her. I’m going to miss her so much that every time I think about her leaving, I get outrageously sad, and I may or may not tear up…..or sob. So, my goal for this week is to somehow become calloused enough that I won’t be a disgusting uncontrollable mess at the wedding and on Sunday before she leaves. I’m thinking of just watching gory action movies all week long … in the hopes that I’ll somehow start to think and act like every super tough character that never cries. Maybe??