For the most part I purposely don’t let myself get too attached to people. Other than my immediate family and one or two other friends that I have had for years, people are inherently flaky, so when they fade in and out of my life doesn’t really bother me.
Until I met Kim.
Kim started working at the same company as me about two years ago, our jobs required us to interact very little, but for some reason we talked quite a bit at work, and eventually started hanging out outside of work. Kim was one of the coolest people I had met in a very long time. She is hilarious, loves current events almost as much as me, and never makes excuses for herself or anyone around her. I enjoy Kim’s candor, and her love of the Lord.
Kim has been such an amazing support for me over the last year, as I have made many changes to improve myself and my health. She is someone I can trust completely and depend on totally when times are good and bad. She will always listen when I just want to whine about not being able to have a Starbucks Mango Pineapple Empanada or some or some other high calorie dessert. We share the same “sometimes twisted” sense of humor, and our time together is always 87% laughter with 13% of actual talking peppered in between. My relationship with Kim, made me want to become a better Christian, and I made improvements in that area of my life over the last year and a half as well.
I think Kim was my first real adult friendship, so when I found out she was moving I was crushed. I didn’t talk about it much with her, other than to joke about how I would convince Gideon to tell her not to leave or how I would try to sabotage the move.
I went to see her on Tuesday; her last night in D-town before her early morning flight, and it was definitely hard. (I was pretty awesome though, I didn’t cry when we said our goodbyes, but the ride home, well that was a different story). I am going to miss Kim so much. Work already sucks a little bit more each day. Yes, I am losing an amazing friend in Dallas, but I couldn’t be happier for Kim and her family. Going back and having the support and love of family will be the best thing for little G rock and the kids to come, so that makes me happy.
What this means for me is I will have to keep my eyes open for cheap flights to Omaha, which is cool, I could use more frequent flier miles.
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Dang it. I thought I was done crying about this move. There you go again, making me cry. Good thing I have this kid and his dirty diaper to distract me.
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