Tearfully Letting Go

I knew the weeks leading up to the move would go fast, but not like last week.
Last week feels like a blink.
And that’s blinkin’ fast.

I’m basically packed.
And these next few days I will be saying goodbye to this country.
I will light candles and close the lights.
I will turn on slow music and let all the memories, all the life I lived here, go. It will still be a part of me, but I will no longer hold them as if I am living in them.

To move on with as little weight as possible. With little baggage.
With only my suitcases of my most valuable possessions and my son.

I will let go,
I will cry
and in every tear, there will be a memory from here
that I will wipe away.

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