As the month of May comes to a close, I realize that it’s been an extremely emotional month for me.
One of my close friends in town found out she was moving to Florida a few months ago when her husband accepted a position there. Although he left in mid-February, she hung around here, working and trying to sell their house. Oh, and spending pretty much all of her free time with her friends, of course.
Then one day in early May she decided she’d had enough. We all knew this was coming, but she basically just had to give up on selling their house herself and left it in the hands of a realtor. We had a going away party at a mutual friend’s house and then she was gone.
That mutual friend (who is one of my other closest friends in town) had also been applying for jobs elsewhere. About a week or so after the first friend left Omaha, this friend told me that she’d gotten a job she really wanted … In Washington.
I’m honestly excited for both of them to start new adventures. I think the moves will be good for them for many reasons. But on the other hand, this selfish part of me is like, “Noooo! You guys can’t leave!!!” These girls are the ones I spend the most time with, and it’s going to be weird not having girl’s nights with them on a regular basis.
On top of that, my grandpa (who has been sick for quite a while) broke his hip and was on a steady decline after being admitted to the hospital. I got constant updates from my mom, but it was really difficult to be so far away from my family during that time. After a month in the hospital, he was released. He passed away the next day.
I bought a last minute plane ticket and flew back to my hometown for the funeral. I was able to spend a few days there with my family, which would have been much nicer if the circumstances had been different. It was tough because I spent a lot of time with my grandparents throughout my life. My grandma passed away 5 years ago, and when he died, things just seemed so weird. There was this huge void in our family.
If I’m going to be completely honest, I spent a good portion of this month crying. Everything just sort of piled on until it was too much.
This month’s playlist theme is based on the shittiness that was May 2014. All of these songs are either obviously about death or simply seem to be (in my opinion, anyway). This will probably be one of the most depressing playlists I’ll ever make (which is actually saying a lot because I absolutely love really depressing music). Hopefully you’ll enjoy it anyway.