Pass the kleenex

I'm finding it hard to sit and write these days. I think I'm in a funk because of the upcoming move. We have 6 weeks left. There are certain people and things I cannot think about right now without starting to cry. Example: On Sunday evening, our LTC group was at the building putting away and organizing all the puppets, props, etc. from our recent performances. It was a fun time of chatting, hauling boxes, props, etc. I was walking down the hall singing "Sanctuary" and as I passed one of the guys, he began harmonizing with me. That totally set me off. I had to run to the bathroom before I lost it. I guess I should explain that this fella is our worship leader and he and I share a love of singing. He had just been telling me earlier that morning that he was going to miss my alto voice... and that the last song of worship that day ("There's a Stirring") would have really whomped (my word) if I hadn't been singing. When I think of starting all over again some place new... I ache. Sheesh, I'm blubbering now. Imagine what it's like if I think too much about my best friend here.