I just discovered how hard leaving is. I hate leaving my friends, no matter where I am living. It was such a quick goodbye that it ended up being unsatisfactory in my heart. I might have to remedy that. Like in the next 4 days. I need a big celebration of our friendship, not a quick hug and take care and then I'm out the door. I'm all stuffy from crying and like everyone else I look fabulous with puffy eyes.
One of my many lessons learned while in Las Cruces is that no matter where you live you can meet fantastic people. Which makes moving even harder.