This morning I took my friend, Linda, to the airport. I hate goodbyes, but I have learned it is part of the process of life. My parent's divorced when I was young and I hated it when my dad would come pick my sister and I up for the weekend. I always dreaded Sundays when he took us back to my mom's. I was an emotional wreck.
It took many years, but I learned to get in touch with my emotions. I did begin to understand that goodbyes didn't mean that I would never see my dad again. It meant that I wouldn't see him everyday, but I would see him.
This quote sums it up: "Goodbyes are not forever, goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I'll miss you, until we meet again."
So Linda "goodbye", until we meet again! In the meantime, I will treasure our friendship & memories that we have built!