I left my home in Raleigh this morning, and now I am sitting in my condo in Nashville, waiting on friends to go eat dinner. Funny how less than a days drive will bring you to a completely different life, and yet, it's all the same.
It's always easier to be the one that is leaving, you're looking forward to something new and maybe even returning to a place that already knows you. The hard part is usually for those that are left behind, or so the common belief is. I guess I can believe that. Today, I was the one leaving, but it seemed just as hard to say goodbye.
I felt like all of the "goodbyes" I had to give were way to rushed. In my mind, weeks before leaving, I always plan to write meaningful goodbye letters to let those that I'm leaving behind know how I feel about them, and how much I'll miss them (I'm way better at expressing my feelings in writing than bringing out the emotional, heartfelt speeches in the open). Time sped forward and I didn't get to do that. So I'm left with wanting people to know how much I appreciate their friendships, how much I have learned from them, what they have helped me through, the joy that they have brought to my life and so much more. I know I need to get better at expressing this verbally, but at the same time, I feel like "letters" are so much more heartfelt. I'll probably still write a few notes just to get it out of my system.
All this to say, I really hated the all too quick goodbyes I had to give. I wish I could have lingered in the moment just a little longer, holding on to those last bits of summer and everything that came with it. So hear me say that I really will miss you all dearly, to those that I have left behind. To those that I have just returned to, I am excited for the coming days. Forgive me for such an abrupt goodbye, but know that you all mean the world to me.
This would work a lot better if everyone I knew read this, but oh well! It's the thought that counts!
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