I am leaving my current home town to go back home (where my parent live) to help them out for a month or so. I have started saying goodbye to all the people that I won't be seeing again. I'm not going to lie, it has brought a tear to my eye more than once. So far everyone has been amazing....giving me hugs that make me feel like I will never be to far away or just saying goodbye in their own way - a way I know they mean that will stay close to my heart forever.
I'm also learning that goodbyes are bitter sweet - kind of like pickles. It's almost 3 am so please don't judge my pickle analogy. A goodbye is something that no one want to say but everyone has to. It has such a negative stigma around it that hardly anyone want to use the word anymore. Having to say it a lot in the last 24 hours and a foresight of having to say it even more doesn't leave me disappointed or downtrodden, instead it leaves me inspired to see what come next. The goodbye for me is an open door to the next hello. Yes it is sad to be leaving ones you love (even if just temporarily), but never for something you know is right for you to do in your heart.
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