SAYING GOODBYE TO THE OLD NEIGHBORHOOD

Life is complicated. We move through various stages throughout our lifetimes and they are each messy and significant and exciting and taxing. Moving is one of these times. I remember my very first move as a real adult (not the move out of my parents’ house, but the one right after that); it was emotional. In fact, I was torn-up about leaving my first little place, even though it was too small and the shower never really worked well. There was so much to do on my own since I couldn’t lean on my parents as much (they live about three hours away from my then-home in Brampton, ON). But, my mom gave me the best advice, and I want to share it with you. She told me, “if you want this part to be a bit less painful, include saying goodbye to friends in a special way—the way we did when you left here.”

I cried. She was so right. My parents sent me off the right way. We spent time together and laughed and shared sadness before I went off on my own. So, I moved forward with plans to close this chapter in my life the right way. Here’s what I did:

I hosted dinner
I’m not a big cook, but I can follow a recipe. Before the craze of packing began, I invited my favorite neighbors and friends to have dinner around my table with me. And, everyone offered to pitch in, so it became a potluck! The night was full of laughter and neighborhood gossip, shared recipes and heartfelt farewells. To be honest, it was overwhelming—but in that wonderful, cup-overflowing kind of way.

I threw a “packing” party
I enlisted the professional assistance from ABS Movers & Storage—but I wanted to pack my own things (I no longer feel this sentimental desire and have since used their amazing packing services in other moves!). So, I invited my two best friends who lived just around the corners and a close coworker, popped a couple bottles of wine, set out a cheese and vegetable tray with tons of crackers, and made a night of it. They helped me choose what to donate, what to sell, what to pack, and what they would “take off my hands!” As it turned out, I had far too many dishes and flatware; the packing party paid off for my friends, too.

I created a photo album
There were nearly 1,000 pictures in my phone from my year-long adventures in my first apartment, the farewell dinner, and packing party. I had them printed off and spent an evening alone arranging them in a beautiful photo album my mom gifted to me. This was a cathartic evening.

I made sincere plans to meet soon
My mom also told me, “saying goodbye is so much easier when you have plans to see each other soon.” I set a restaurant date with the neighbors two months out and a Skype date with my best friends for the very next weekend. Much, much less crying this way!

If you’re moving out of town, do as I did and make the goodbyes easier. And, give ABS Movers & Storage a call—they’re forever my trusted moving company in Brampton, Ontario!

 

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