'Til Next time, mate!
It wasn’t because it’s another country added to the list that I’ve visited; it wasn’t because it’s the first country that I’ve crossed timezones nor the only one (so far) that had asked for a visa; it wasn’t because it’s Australia. But leaving Sydney was bittersweet. I needed to stop, hold my tears and put on a smile.
I was still in my elementary years when my brother migrated to Australia - 20 something years ago. Since then he only visited Manila twice. Both visits were a blast but there weren’t any bittersweet moments when it was time to say bu-bye.
I realized it was hard to be the one saying goodbye. The idea of when will you be able to see each other again hits you like a flash of lightning in a still night. To add to that my paranoia sets in - what if something happened to me on my flight back and it was the last time I’ll see him? It’s different if I’m the one who’s left behind. I have that comfort zone that I’ve grown to live with. Someone leaving me could leave a hollow spot in my life but the fact is, my life goes on - right into my comfort zone. Nevertheless, saying goodbye means leaving that comfort zone and starting anew - without the guidance and support of your family.
It was a great vacation and I’m not complaining. I would have it extended given the chance. It was just hard to say goodbye. I’m missing my only brother again BIG time!
I was still in my elementary years when my brother migrated to Australia - 20 something years ago. Since then he only visited Manila twice. Both visits were a blast but there weren’t any bittersweet moments when it was time to say bu-bye.
I realized it was hard to be the one saying goodbye. The idea of when will you be able to see each other again hits you like a flash of lightning in a still night. To add to that my paranoia sets in - what if something happened to me on my flight back and it was the last time I’ll see him? It’s different if I’m the one who’s left behind. I have that comfort zone that I’ve grown to live with. Someone leaving me could leave a hollow spot in my life but the fact is, my life goes on - right into my comfort zone. Nevertheless, saying goodbye means leaving that comfort zone and starting anew - without the guidance and support of your family.
It was a great vacation and I’m not complaining. I would have it extended given the chance. It was just hard to say goodbye. I’m missing my only brother again BIG time!