Things That Get Sweeter At the End
There are a few things I can count on that are always the same right before we move. I always have a moment where I literally ache to stay. It’s so close to the reality of everything changing that the comfort of familiarity feels too hard to leave.
I also love the moments of family time in those final (and first) weeks that feel more close and special within our family. We tend to play more card games together. We take a few more minutes just talking about whatever right before bed. We go on bike rides all together, or linger at the dinner table. Our scripture study and prayers together in the mornings feel more present and sacred. It’s just a beautiful mix of closeness with the ache of the reality of leaving.
And there’s something else that I love. In the military, there is always a “going away”. Everyone comes together to give gifts and share parting messages to the member that is moving away. I love military ceremonies and wish there was a way to replicate them for everyone in some way. I can’t think of any other time in a person’s life where they get to hear how much they are loved and all the good things they have done except for funerals…and then that person isn’t even there to feel the love! Well, maybe they are but only in spirit.
I’m always brought to tears. I love hearing how loved Matt has been in a place. How admired and valued he is, and all the major things he helped to accomplish in our short time there. It’s really amazing as a spouse to know the kind of person your husband is away from home and in his interactions with others. Matt is the best kind of leader. He is compassionate, and interested. Humble, funny, and genuinely cares about and gets to know those he works with.
Everyone should have a moment like this, often. We should tell people what they mean to us more.
So, it’s always sweeter at the end. I’m trying to savor it.