In my dream, my friends, family, teachers, mentors, neighbors, and dear loved ones were at a certain school. It was similar to a small community college. Granted, I've never been to a community college, but work with me here. It was late in the day and time for Jonathan, the children, and me to leave. We would be going far away and possibly not returning. We said our goodbyes, hugged many, many people, opened the wide heavy doors and walked out into the late afternoon sun.
I cried.
Oh, how I hate moving! It is very hard to leave when you fall in love with people.
Someday, someday we will live in a place we can call our "home base." Travel sure, but always have a place to come back to that is home.
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