One I knew the day was coming, the other though, a total surprise.
And I truly detest these goodbye moments.
Ever since I was 14 years old and Catholic school graduation.
We exchanged a "see-you-later" instead of a "goodbye" and agreed to keep in touch.
I wondered what was going through her mind when I noticed that her car was gone?
It feels sad to me .... I hope celebratory to her.
But I wondered if she cried during her drive home?
I struggle though with the idea of walking away for a last time.
Why does everyone have to reach that point?
I've been attempting to avoid it for most of my life.
Why can't circumstances allow the things that become part of a person's life, to just continue?
I must be ill equipped and lacking in some vital chemical in my makeup, to struggle with this like I do.
I will miss the daily interactions and laughter.
And feel a little more alone in the world.
Sometimes a different perspective on things is needed. Sometimes you just need to stand back and take in the view from a distance.
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