Saying goodbye gradually

We didn't plan it this way, but it seems like we are saying goodbye to our life in CA rather gradually.

Wednesday, we moved out of the house into a hotel after the packing was done, but before the stuff was gone.

Thursday, we said goodbye to the stuff, a rather fun experience of seeing a giant 18-wheeler parked in front of the house all day.

Friday, before we handed over the keys, we walked through the house with the kids and said goodbye to the house.

Saturday, we said goodbye to our neighborhood and Sunnyvale as we drove down to L.A.

And now, seeing that I still don't feel like we've "moved" yet, it seems like we are just saying goodbye to all things California: In-N- Out, fresh produce, Legoland, Disneyland, etc.

But the thing that was never easy to say goodbye to was our friends. How many times I hung onto a hug a little longer because I was getting misty eyed. We've been "partying" all month at goodbye get togethers in our honor. But leaving In-N-Out, etc. pales in comparison to leaving 15 years worth of friends and family.