Salut!
It is so weird. Here I am at the Vancouver airport, waiting to board my flight and finally ready to leave for Lyon. Over the last couple of days I have had to say goodbye to my closest and dearest friends and family. These last 24 hours have been particularly difficult as it is finally settling in that I will be away,
so far away.
So here is how I have been bidding my adieus,
- At the Last Day of Work, Leave On Time
The last day of work was on Friday the 26th and I was unprepared for the emotions that had sputtered out of me. I worked at a day camp over the summer and saying bye to the kids was difficult enough after growing attached to many of them. Every tiny bear hug became a quick distant memory as each one of them disappeared into the new school year. Also, I grew very fond of my coworkers as they are the most incredible people I have ever worked with. Maybe I feel this way because I am new to a community centre environment. However, this summer has been so rewarding. Before I knew it, I needed to leave and I completely regret leaving on time.
2. Throw a BBQ, then not actually BBQ
The next day, I should have started packing but the procrastinator in me would rather go out and buy food to prepare for the BBQ. As it was also a potluck, the table soon filled in tune with the arrival of everyone. It became too big of a feast, which left the dozens of hotdogs forgotten. Oops. I would say more about that night but I think I might start tearing up again. To say goodbye to my friends had been so bittersweet. I would just like to repeat myself now, for those who are reading and that was there, THANK YOU and I LOVE YOU. I am so grateful to have the support system that I have and for all the letters and presents that I received. There was so much love in my house that night, I had hoped that I could just stay there with everyone for just one more day.
3. Just Do It
The last 24 hours leading up to now, as I wait to board my flight, have been overly emotional. I would like to say I am all cried out now but I’m starting to accept my feelings. As I cried to my mom about theoretical situations that may or may not occur, she assured me that I would be just fine. I certainly hope that she’s right. But then again, mom is almost always right.
4 months may not seem like a lot of time. I will be back at UBC next semester anyway. So maybe, how to say goodbye is to rather say see you later.
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