G O O D B Y E S
Goodbyes get a bad wrap. No one likes them. Including me. Over the past week, I have said so many big goodbyes (and still have quite a few to come) that my heart aches. If you then factor in needing to pack up my life here, not a lot of sleep and my approaching departure from St. Andrews, then it's no wonder I'm a bit of a mess.
But, even though goodbyes are painful and we would rather not have to say them, I think they give us valuable information about our relationships.
You see, if all the goodbyes I had said this week so far were easy, then what would that say about how I had loved this semester?
I am grateful that the goodbyes have been hard, because it means that my love for these wonderful humans has been deep. And deep love is worth the sting of a goodbye, because the feeling reminds us we are alive and that things don't last forever.
So here's to everyone who made me cry before/when/after I said goodbye to them (that's everyone). You've made this chapter of my life unforgettable and I am so grateful for all the memories I'm taking with me.
Open up those hearts and feel it all ❤️