|Monica and Chandler were only moving 10 minutes outside |
the city and everyone fell apart :)
This doesn't change the fact, though, that it stinks. It just plain stinks. I miss my friends. I miss having people to just "meet up with" when I need a gal pal (or a drink, for that matter!). I miss seeing the girls out and about on the weekends, or even just seeing them once a month or so for dinner. Compared to the man's group of friends, too, all of whom are still here in town, my friends are far and even farther away. I am one of the few left that has an ATL zip code.
I absolutely love my life here in Atlanta, and wouldn't have changed a thing about it if I had had the chance. I would never have had the opportunity to have the career I do, nor own the home I do, if I was in another part of the country. I am closer with my immediate family than I ever was, and I got to start this very blog based on my world here! Plus, I get to go to home football games whenever I want, and I can even take the MARTA there. How sweet is that?
But in the end, it's still bittersweet. I just heard last week that another close friend of mine is moving away, and these feelings have all resurfaced again. I can only imagine what it's like to be from a small town and have everyone move away, because here I am in a BIG town and it's still really hard to witness that!
In the meantime, though, I am still meeting even more new friends. For a while there, I almost was at a point where I didn't feel like I needed to, because I was blessed with so many great gal pals. But now, more than ever, I realize that there is never an end to making new friends. Sometimes you need the new ones more than you'd ever guess. And sometimes, just sometimes, you just need a ten-minute call with that oldest BFF to make everything around you seem a-ok :)