goodbyes blow, yes they do.

Some day I won't still be blogging about the move and all that it entailed. That day is not today. I want to get these pictures on here and this is on my mind so here goes.

Before we left Anderson, we made sure to spend as much time as we could doing some of our favorite things. We visited tons of parks, ate at our favorite restaurants, went on lots of runs, and made sure that BG had plenty of time to say good-bye to her little best bud.
I have to admit, moving from Savannah to Anderson was a lot easier than this move. There were no little two year old feelings involved. There were no Moms whose hearts were breaking over separating little best buddies. There were little to no tears. This move? not the same.

I put a lot of time and energy into moving so I wouldn't have to think about leaving. For BG's part. Because I knew this was going to be a change that would really rock her world and I was not looking forward to it at all.

The day we left town, Stacy and Zo came by to say goodbye. BG and I had picked out a little bracelet for her to give Zo so that the two of them would have a "bff" bracelet.
They of course absolutely loved it and thought they were just the coolest little things with their matching bracelets. Stace and I of course teared up at just how much joy the little things bring to these two.
Long before we were ready, Mr. P announced that the last of the house was on the U-Haul and it was time to pull out. Zo wanted nothing to do with saying goodbye and kept trying to run out the door hollering "Ella comes with me!". Only Ella wasn't coming with her and E couldn't quit crying over not being able to hug Zo bye.
BG and I walked them out to the car where I had to literally pull BG back out of the vehicle. They were both determined they were leaving together. And when I pulled her out, that's when they both lost it.

So BG and I sat in my front yard while Stace loaded up Zo who was hysterically yelling "ELLA!!! Come with me!!!" and my little one sobbed in my arms and did every monkey move she could to get down and get in the car. It was awful.

BG and I watched til they were gone and until the two of us couldn't even see through our tears anymore. We talked about how we were moving again, but BG couldn't doing anything but whimper "Zo, Zo no go" over and over again.
leave it to my child...It was awful and hard and still hurts so much. We just miss our friends.
Surely it's time for a trip back right?!?