6. Remember: if you’re the one leaving, you’ve got it much easier.
As I sat at a funeral recently saying goodbye to a friend who died well before his time, I was really, truly struck by the brevity of life.
It’s time for us to say goodbye.
If you stay in one place long enough, you will come to terms with change.
You provide me with that instant gratification I crave, and I always leave feeling satisfied.
We Skyped, mostly because I pushed for it. I’m a good Skyper.
Because when we are saying goodbye to someone, we’re not just talking to them, we’re talking to the person that we are at this very moment.
Saying goodbye is most difficult when there is a part of you which believes it is only a “see you later.” You would never fully admit it, but you intend on seeing them again.
I wish that you leaving weren’t some horrible fate which lingered on the periphery of my vision and haunted me with prospects of having to start all over again when I was once sure I had it all figured out.
You could be on your way to exploring the world, backpack on and books in tow in mere weeks. You wouldn’t have to hold your breath or remain silent or talk to strangers ever again.