Tuesday, July 5, 2016


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!


  1. It's so hard when parents divorce. Mine never did, but they bickered so much I sometimes hoped they would.

  2. My mother would never let us say goodbye. She said it was too final. We said "So long" instead!!

  3. My parents are still together after 55 years, my eldest granddaughter goes to her fathers every second weekend and for half of the school holidays, she likes to see her dad but a whole week seems too long to her she has told her mum she would rather stay home with her and Mickey but her dad has the right to see her so she has to go.