Goodbye. See you later… or not.
So many kinds of Goodbye.
The returning colleague or acquaintance who just can’t make up their mind. Their job stinks, they keep applying for the next great opportunity and then something happens and they return. The neighbour who can’t stand the condo board, the paper strewn elevators, the dirty windows that never get cleaned. But they also can’t find a better place because of the cost, the location, what might be built down the street etc.
You prepare that they are going and then they return.
Until someone stepped outside of that role and the togetherness fell apart. And then no one could speak.
I know someone who says that the only way she will fall in love again, is if he promises to die after her.
And then there are the real goodbyes. Friends who move to another province to be closer to family, colleagues who accept a new stimulating challenge, good goodbyes. You are happy for them even though they might not be in your life any longer.
And then there’s the people who leave us too early. They of course are the most difficult goodbye. Words unspoken, hearts not healed, differences not mended, memories not shared. Every single hello that enters our lives makes us vulnerable for the final goodbye. How much can we open our hearts to the inevitable? Often we don’t get the chance to say goodbye. Or we don’t talk about it because we can't bear the pain our parting will cost.
So isn't it amazing, isn't it delightful that we still say hello even though we get tired of saying goodbye.
That first hello doesn’t tell you yet how you will feel at your last goodbye. (Click to Tweet)
We still say hello even though we get tired of saying goodbye. (Click to Tweet)