One Grateful Crying Hot Mess

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Sometimes even Chatty Patty struggles to find the words.

Say, for instance, when she's in the midst of changing day jobs and has to bid her work family members of the past 7.5 years farewell.

HARD, HARD GULP. Followed by awkward silence then HEAVY SIGH.

Now, there are those  who might weep a bit at the thought of saying SO LONG to such dear, beloved friends. 

Not because there will be a lack of effort to continue to connect with them but because --and anyone who's switched jobs after a respectable amount of time will attest to this: it's just never QUITE the same when you're not together in the office anymore. But I'm not going to cry. Awkward silence.

There are humans who might sniffle about the loss of the special bond that comes from sharing work space --one that is unable to duplicate. It is, after all, living together for all intents and purposes, no? YES.

And shared life experiences simply cannot be recreated or phoned in, no matter the type. It's a "You just had to be there" type of situation. But I'm not going to cry. Awkward silence.

Yep; it might get some blubbering, the realization of no long daily seeing the same smiling faces...or receiving the same warm camaraderie and good-natured teasing they've grown accustomed to since November 2012. 

Or maybe some tear up at the thought that they won't get the same support in the hard times as was shared joy in the happy times from that inner circle of peeps consistently. But I'm not going to cry. Awkward silence.

Yup. I'm a tough guy. So, even though they just gifted me with the loveliest party, kindest, most heartfelt wishes, thoughtful words and actions and basically SHOWERED me with absolute love, I'm not going to  - aw crud. I'm bawling like a baby, a'ight?

Don't judge. This is a really wicked cool group of homosapiens; it's not easy walking away from them ...I'm just saying. MASSIVE, HEAVING UGLY CRYING.

Okay, ahem.

Let's not cry because a door is closing; shoot we can peer back through the windows of memory in that house whenever we wish and we'll SMILE because we lived there together for a bit. And it was good.

Besides, moving to a new place will hopefully mean making some terrific new flat-mates? I mean I doubted it when arrived at THIS doorstep and that turned out pretty well?

And I promise I will revisit the old neighborhood often; I know where y'all live, capisce? 

#THANKSFOREVERYTHINGWORKFAM #IMNOTCRYINGYOURECRYING #LOVEYOUHBKPEEPS #HAPPYBIRTHDAYJODI #PRAY #PEACE

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