Today is an end of a 26-year-era. Today is the day the Feibel family officially moves out of the Princeton-area. I know we are just one family amongst many. We are a small, unimportant family. We have not made any sort of revolutionary invention, we have not created a foundation to save blind children from diabetes, and we have not created a business from nothing. However, I believe that we were one of those families that were just there. That you would almost always expect to find there. Driving down Nassau Street one would most probably find THE Volvo or the SuBAru or some crazy chick running in the rain. Or at least in Panera or Small World you would find one of us sipping on some coffee. Or, at one point, almost every day finding the last name in the Princeton Packet. We were just there.
Today, the Feibel family officially moves out of New Jersey altogether. No more convenience to New York City. No more long drives to Lahaska. No more trips to Holmdel Park in the fall. No more 45-minute drives to the beach (not the “shore”—we’re from central Jersey). No more cheap flights because Newark is a whole heck of a lot less expensive than JFK. No more trips down I-295/I-95 to the MD/DC/VA area. Or back. These things will not exist anymore because New Jersey is no longer our home.
Today, the Feibel’s will not be making any consistent appearances in the halls of the building located at 346 Clarksville Road. The Feibel’s will not be making surprise visits at Eastern Express swim practices or MJRC trainings. We will not see the constant change of the Princeton University campus because we will not be passing through every day. We will not make the almost bi-weekly visit to Whole Foods. When the Feibel’s are around the Princeton-area, it will just be because we are passing through. We are making a short trip to see friends or to be around things that were once, we believed, ours.
I believe this is the hardest part when anyone moves out of a locale. In this case, all my life I only knew the little things that I was surrounded by within this area. Now all of it, what I believed was ours, are really just objects that belong to the area in which we were just lucky to experience.
K bye.
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