Shoot, I am in tears. I so completely understand. I felt this way leaving high school, every single year that college ended for the summer, leaving college, leaving law school. Not leaving for this big move from Boston to Miami… But driving by the place we used to live. Thinking about the new lives in there. That shot of Carrie immediately came to my mind too, and also the one of Big’s move away. We can say all the things about how much better life gets and at 53 — wow I so feel it does. But the stakes get so much higher. The losses get so much deeper. The time seems to move so much faster. It fucking hurts — and attention must be paid. If I knew you, if I were there, I would give you a big hug. Speaking for every mom I know, call us! We are here and waiting to hear from you always.
I feel this so deeply. I felt this through many moves as a child, when I made my mom take a picture of me in front of the home we were leaving, holding whatever book I was reading at the time. I felt this in my 20’s moving apartments almost annually in NYC. I felt this leaving San Francisco, hoping my kids were young enough that they didn’t experience the same sense of loss I did. It doesn’t be easier, although the loss feeds growth and we build on it and carry the richness of those times forward with us.
congrats on your new apartment! change can be hard and i used to be that person that “loved changed” but old age (aka 30s) made me pretty resistant. at the end of the day, everything is impermanent so cherish the memories you had and be confident you’ll create amazing new ones in your new space !
I used to love moving when I was younger, I couldn't wait to get to the "final destination." Literally sobbed moving out of my first NYC apartment - actually I still get a little emotional thinking about it. Sending love! <3
emily!! such an incredible piece! i'm terrified of change; it creates such a deep, sinking pit in my stomach and sends me spiraling into the craziest of thoughts, and reading this felt so validating. i've moved apartments a few times now, and i can say i felt this almost every single time. thank you for sharing such a beautiful, vulnerable piece. sending you love and support while you move! <3
Shoot, I am in tears. I so completely understand. I felt this way leaving high school, every single year that college ended for the summer, leaving college, leaving law school. Not leaving for this big move from Boston to Miami… But driving by the place we used to live. Thinking about the new lives in there. That shot of Carrie immediately came to my mind too, and also the one of Big’s move away. We can say all the things about how much better life gets and at 53 — wow I so feel it does. But the stakes get so much higher. The losses get so much deeper. The time seems to move so much faster. It fucking hurts — and attention must be paid. If I knew you, if I were there, I would give you a big hug. Speaking for every mom I know, call us! We are here and waiting to hear from you always.
I feel this so deeply. I felt this through many moves as a child, when I made my mom take a picture of me in front of the home we were leaving, holding whatever book I was reading at the time. I felt this in my 20’s moving apartments almost annually in NYC. I felt this leaving San Francisco, hoping my kids were young enough that they didn’t experience the same sense of loss I did. It doesn’t be easier, although the loss feeds growth and we build on it and carry the richness of those times forward with us.
congrats on your new apartment! change can be hard and i used to be that person that “loved changed” but old age (aka 30s) made me pretty resistant. at the end of the day, everything is impermanent so cherish the memories you had and be confident you’ll create amazing new ones in your new space !
as a fellow NYC girlie who has moved a LOT - this felt like a warm hug
Literally me right now on substack in-between packing boxes
love this! recently i’ve had a hard time with moving too, especially thinking about all the life i experienced in that space is sooo bittersweet!
as a girlie moving out into her first ever apt this hits big time! Growing up is so scary and so liberating
everything about this <3
everything about this <3
everything about this <3
currently navigating feelings about an upcoming move and FEELING THIS. sending blessings to your new space ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
I used to love moving when I was younger, I couldn't wait to get to the "final destination." Literally sobbed moving out of my first NYC apartment - actually I still get a little emotional thinking about it. Sending love! <3
emily!! such an incredible piece! i'm terrified of change; it creates such a deep, sinking pit in my stomach and sends me spiraling into the craziest of thoughts, and reading this felt so validating. i've moved apartments a few times now, and i can say i felt this almost every single time. thank you for sharing such a beautiful, vulnerable piece. sending you love and support while you move! <3
this was a beautiful read emily
literally about to move also, you put all the feelings i had about moving into words that i couldn’t. thank you for this!
i love you neighbor sister 🤍🤍🤍 the best is yet to come!!!