I hate leaving

“ You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again”

I spent the weekend in New York City at board meetings for United Methodist Women.

Last week was a crazy week, I had so much work due  and got very little sleep. By the time I was heading to New York I was so exhausted I didn’t know how I was going to make it through the weekend.

The minute I walked into our offices that melted away. As I greeted these people who I have come to love and appreciate throughout the past year, I felt my energies revive. We laughed, sang and danced. We caught up on each other’s lives and dreamed together. We engaged one another in challenging but rewarding conversations. We reminded one another that we were under construction, that this is scary and exhilarating and okay.

As the weekend progressed I could feel myself being renewed. It was a powerful and healing reminder of who I want to be and who I am. I could feel myself stretching and growing and it was an amazing time.

By the time Sunday rolled around I was absolutely not ready to leave. I hated leaving, I almost cried in the airport…and I don’t cry. It was bizarre. I still wish I was there. I hate leaving.

As hard as it can be, it’s really important to leave. I’m going to carry this with me, my outlook and goals are different now.  I miss that time and place, and who I was and the people around me and the joy and assurance I felt there. However I know that I am under construction, this weekend will undoubtedly inform the finished project but it’s not the only place work is being done. Work is happening here, I am surrounded by incredible people here and that  is challenging and exhilarating and beautiful too.

So I’m lucky to have people and places that are so hard to leave, but I’m also so lucky to have people and places  to come back to.

One Comment

Devin Harvin posted on October 11, 2017 at 2:40 pm

I’m glad your back 🙂

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