Because my name means "Grey Fortress"...

In life, I have learned to shield myself from people who tend to injure me. Physically, mentally, or spiritually.
I'm not always so quick to shield, but eventually I engage the drawbridge and I keep the intruders out.
In light of the recent hurt feelings, I find that I'm not hurt anymore.
When I review my feelings about those people, I realize that it doesn't matter in the long run, because we are moving anyway.
It would probably matter a whole lot more if we were staying put and I'd have to deal with these people the rest of my life.
But since we're moving... I've decided it's their loss... that they didn't take time to know me and love me.
It wasn't for lack of effort on my part.
But, too bad for them. On to happier and sweeter moments. Life is too short to dwell on "what-if's".