The Departure Approaches......

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Dad's moving in less than a week, I think? Mom said it might be moved back a bit, though. I thought I would be okay. I don't think I will be. I was okay when he lived in D.C. for three years. And it was so nice when he finally moved back. He said it was for good. I've gotten to see him pretty much whenever I want, do fun things with him, and we've gotten to build up our relationship some more. I knew he was interviewing for jobs...he got offered some in the states, which he turned down. I think he said they didn't agree with where he wanted to take Taxonomy. Well, screw them. And I knew he was interviewing for a job in London at the Natural History Museum. I was proud of him, and I wanted him to get the job because I know he's really unhappy at Cornell. And this would be his big break to really make a difference in Taxonomy, and really get it to a better place. I just wanted him to be happy. Yeah, I was hoping he would get the job. I knew it was possible. But he actually got it. And I am happy for him. And I am proud of him. And I thought I'd be able to deal with it. But now that the time for him to move is coming closer and closer, in a matter of days now, I feel less and less confident about being able to hold myself together. It's permanent. He's going to live in London, England for good. I've tried telling myself that it'll be good for him, good for Taxonomy, and even that it's awesome because I'll get to visit London again, France, Ireland, and lots of other places. But now that he's about to leave, I feel like I'm falling apart. I need my Dad. I need to be able to talk to him on the phone a lot, and have pizza for dinner with him, and play Rummy with him, and get those huge big strong hugs from him. But I'm not going to be able to anymore. I'll only see him a couple times a year. And on a webcam. But it's not the same. I miss him already. And we're trying to spend as much time together as we can before he leaves, but lately he hasn't been answering the phone, I've only gotten to go into the lab with him once to help him move around the disected beetles, and ship them off to where they need to go. I'm getting nervous, scared, depressed, etc. I don't know if I'll be okay. But I don't really have a choice, now do I? He asked me if it was okay if he moved. I said yes. Because I want him to be happy. I want him to be able to take his career where he wants it to go. But I really do need him. I miss him so much, and I know that that feeling is only going to get worse once he moves. I don't know what to do...