After spending the weekend in Maryland, I am even more certain now that that is where I am meant to be. We looked at a house that is adorable, and I am praying that it is still available (it was definitely empty when we went by). Driving back in to New Jersey, I felt like this may be one of the last times I do so (at least as a resident of the state). Part of me is over-the-moon excited about it, the other part of me is a little sad.
Leaving New Jersey will, without a doubt, be one of the hardest things I will ever do. I thought that leaving Tennessee was difficult, but this is going to tug at my heart even more. I think the difference is that when I left Tennessee, I did it out of a bit of anger and upset and frustration; I am leaving New Jersey out of happiness and hope and excitement. And I am leaving behind the best friends I have ever known in my life. I know I have said this a lot in my life, that the friends I have had at any given point have been the best possible friends a girl could hope to have. This time? I know without a doubt that it is true. These are the friends that I will keep in touch with, that I will come back to visit, that I will make an effort for. These are the friends that I will regret leaving from time to time, but that I know will be happy for me.
Just crossing my fingers now for the job I want (I am 99% sure that I will get into the store in some way. Just hoping that it is in a position that I can be thrilled with), and for the house that I already love.