Have you ever had to say good-bye? To someone or somewhere?
Then you know the emotional roller coaster that eventually rolls up to your entry gate.
With four major moves under my belt, I’ve said good-bye to jobs, locales, and people.
I’ve said good-bye to jobs. Having only cried twice over jobs I left. What does that say about the other jobs? Let’s not go there.
I’ve said good-bye to areas of the country. One being my beloved South. That move took me to the prairie lands of Illinois.
When I moved from the foothills of North Carolina to the sandy soil of Eastern North Carolina, it was a bit of a change. It was much more flat and the folks there talk a different kind of Southern. But there’s not much vacant land. There’s a house, a building, or at least, a tree (this is important) to be seen from any vantage point.
But when I moved to the prairie . . . . Wow! Not a tree. Anywhere. In any direction. Nothing but FLAT, albeit fertile, farm land as far as the eye could see. Beautiful to some, but boring to me.
Nonetheless, Illinois is filled with some of the finest friends a girl could ask for.
We took on another state before landing back where the hot, humid, muggy days can almost take your breathe away: the SOUTH!
I’ve said good-bye to people. The upside of moving is that you end having friends all over the world. If you don’t move, then the people you love end up moving.
The downside of moving is that you have to say good-bye.
EXCEPT, I have figured out that it’s best not to say “good-bye.”
You can try the ever popular, “See ‘ya later.” But sometimes that’s just a lie ’cause you know you’re not going to see them later. Or ever again, in some cases.
You can try the delusion, “Let’s plan to get together soon.” But you know in your heart of hearts that getting together will NOT happen. But we say it any way.
So, what’s with all the deception? We just need to face the fact that we don’t like separation from things we love for very long, especially if it’s going to be permanent.
“Good-bye” has a sense of permanence. And the other colloquial phrases seem like cover ups for the real sense of loss that is ebbing in our hearts.
Me? I say, “I’m excited for what lies ahead for you!”
Looking back at the beautiful place you lived, or the great job you had, or the better-than-you-deserve friends that enriched your life will always make you sad. Don’t do that to yourself. Don’t do that for other people; it only makes their leaving hard.
Looking forward to fresh beginnings and new adventures will always be exciting. Do that for yourself. Do that for the people leaving you . . . even when it hurts inside.