Goodbyes are the worst. Plain and simple. And I’ve had to say a fair number of them recently, which has been one of the less fun parts of getting ready to go abroad (in addition to getting my visa and packing. Neither of those were a picnic either).
I know I’m getting close to cliché status here, but one of the silver linings to this, though, is that it really reinforces just how great the people and places in your life are. It’s like that one overly used quote that I’m too lazy to look up – something along the lines of how lucky you are to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
“See you later” sounds better, doesn’t it? I should start using that instead.
I’ve been saying see you later to family – from my supportive parents to my sweet grandmas to my wonderfully kooky and rambunctious aunts and uncles.
See you later to friends, old and new – I didn’t think to get any pictures, but various visits and dinners and coffees and the like were a treat.
See you later to my cats – they’re pretty great, even though Kona licked the peanut butter off of my toast the morning I left home.
See you later to the library – I’m lucky to have spent around 6 summers helping Lindell with Story Time back home in Mariposa, and I’m so glad I got to go to one more before I left. The love she gets from the kids and parents is a testament to how much heart she puts into her work.
And on a more superficial note, see you later to most of my closet, nearly all of my books, and even a couple inches of hair!
The see you laters are also eased by the fact that I’m so excited to see what Europe has in store. My bags are packed (more like stuffed, really) and I’m all set to leave this afternoon. First stop London for a few days, then to Nice, and finally Cannes! So see you later, US – UK, see you soon!