Falling Off the Face of the Earth (aka Moving Abroad)
These days I've been hearing a lot of remarks that have me contemplating whether I am falling off the face of the Earth or just moving 7,416 miles across it.
For example, "This is our last chance to go out together," or "This is the last time I'll see you before you go."
The great thing about traveling in this day and age is the fact that you wont be able to escape my tweets, posts, blogs, emails and Skype calls - I'll reach you somehow. Of course, this works both ways. Imagine helicopter mom letting her only daughter move across the globe. Needless to say, I'll be hearing from my parents a lot.
There is something about being physically present that is lost in all these electronic updates though. People tend to communicate the big news and the nitty gritty details of everyday life get a bit lost. When you haven't spoken to your friend in a month, it doesn't feel so important to tell them about your lunch last week or your cat's oddly shaped hairball. And while those things probably aren't the most important details, they mean something all the same.