Goodbyes
Sometimes having to say goodbye to someone reminds you of how much they mean to you, how important they are to you, how much in your life they are. There's nothing anyone can say to make you feel better, because they can't stop the person from leaving. They can't make the distance between you any less. They can't change the feelings you have for them so it won't make you hurt as much. They can just hold your hand and watch you cry and let you be silent, which is really sometimes all you need.
I said two very difficult goodbyes on Monday, goodbyes I thought I wouldn't have to say and goodbyes that I never imagined would be so hard. Then again, we never actually think about the time when we have to watch someone go, we never think about what goodbye will be like, if it will have to happen eventually, and if so, when. Goodbyes to two people who have become a bigger and bigger part of my life each year that I've known them, to a point that they are the sisters I never had.
"Have fun adventures living in Boston, it always treated me well." I want those new Boston life memories to have you in them. So many of my greatest adventures have been with you: moving away from campus, the Notre Dame game, exploring distant worlds like Winston-Salem and Boise, and DT, the greatest adventure of all!
I was the one who always said I was moving down South, and I asked you to come with. And now that I've decided to move here to your home, you're leaving. I didn't hold up my end of the bargain, and you are going without me. And I'm living here without you.
I'm still choked up by it. I'm waiting for the IM updates at work that interrupt me from my pseudo grown-up world and bring me back to BC. I'm waiting to hear the obligatory "You updated your journal!" that I always hear because you stalk me. I hoping to hear "gullible is written on the ceiling" and realize it was all a big joke gone horribly wrong. But I don't think it's going to happen.
I said two very difficult goodbyes on Monday, goodbyes I thought I wouldn't have to say and goodbyes that I never imagined would be so hard. Then again, we never actually think about the time when we have to watch someone go, we never think about what goodbye will be like, if it will have to happen eventually, and if so, when. Goodbyes to two people who have become a bigger and bigger part of my life each year that I've known them, to a point that they are the sisters I never had.
"Have fun adventures living in Boston, it always treated me well." I want those new Boston life memories to have you in them. So many of my greatest adventures have been with you: moving away from campus, the Notre Dame game, exploring distant worlds like Winston-Salem and Boise, and DT, the greatest adventure of all!
I was the one who always said I was moving down South, and I asked you to come with. And now that I've decided to move here to your home, you're leaving. I didn't hold up my end of the bargain, and you are going without me. And I'm living here without you.
I'm still choked up by it. I'm waiting for the IM updates at work that interrupt me from my pseudo grown-up world and bring me back to BC. I'm waiting to hear the obligatory "You updated your journal!" that I always hear because you stalk me. I hoping to hear "gullible is written on the ceiling" and realize it was all a big joke gone horribly wrong. But I don't think it's going to happen.