saying goodbye

Tonight a bunch of the mothers in my mom’s group are going out. Now, we don’t generally need an excuse to dump

leave the babies at home with their dads while we go out and get crazy, in that way where sitting around a table talking and drinking a single glass of wine apiece is “crazy”. Tonight, though, we have an excuse. One of us is leaving - her husband has a new job (promotion? something like that) and they’re moving out west at the end of the week. It’s a good move for them - a better job for him, and a move to a place where they have family and a lower cost of living.

It’s made us all think about what’s keeping us here. We’ve all thought - seriously at times - about moving away. The DC area can be a hard place to live. It’s expensive, no matter how you slice it. The traffic is usually a nightmare, even way out here in the boonies where we all live, and while we can escape the worst of it by timing our trips well, we all live with people who have to deal with a regular commute. (And we’ve all been there - we know what we’re (not) missing!) We could move somewhere else and get twice as much house, better schools, and eliminate a ton of financial stress.

So why do we stay? More and more…we stay because of each other. These women have kept me sane for the last year, and I can’t imagine how I could find such a supportive, fun group of friends if we went somewhere else. I’m sure I would, at some point, but it would never be quite the same.

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