Parting Is Such a Sweet Sorrow
It has begun. The never-ending wave of goodbyes I'll be facing almost on a daily basis from now on. I just realized this today, as I said goodbye to a co-worker. We hugged and as I was releasing her, I saw she was crying. My eyes teared up a bit too, I won't lie. And then it hit me: I'll see so many people I love crying because of my choices. And I'll be a bit sad too, no matter where I am. I'll leave those I love behind, but then I'll have new people that I'll find and come to love. And every time I return home to calm my yearning for the ones left behind, I'll be leaving new ones just the same. I'll never have them all by my side. There will always be little pieces of my heart missing that I'll have left in the hands of everyone I've loved along the way.
But then again, isn't this how life is supposed to be? Sometimes people we love will go away. Maybe to other lands, maybe to never return again, maybe to a place we'll all go someday but from where no one ever comes back. We'll all have to get used to it. Saying goodbye is part of life. Maybe the choices I made will make me do it more often than most, but so what? Perhaps I'll come to do it better.