The First of the Goodbyes.

It doesn’t feel like you’re going anywhere until you start to say goodbye. But once the goodbyes start time goes quickly and you end up only having a week and a half to go before you say the final goodbyes and get ready to say hello to so many new people. I have never been good at goodbyes and I don’t seem to be getting any better. How are you meant to say goodbye to someone you know you will never see in your life ever again? Goodbye have a nice life. It doesn’t seem quite right.

Goodbyes come with sadness, but many come with happiness and there has never been a happy medium. You maybe sad that someone is going but you are happy that they get to go out into the world and enjoy themselves and you just end up being confused and the goodbye gets harder.

Goodbyes mean leaving people. Leaving your family and your friends. You say goodbye to them only to see them again and have to go back through your goodbyes.

Goodbyes are watching a plane from your bedroom window and realising that that with be you in a few days.

Goodbyes are giving your mum the last hug, the last kiss at the airport while holding back the tears so you both don’t start crying.

Goodbyes mean packing up your life into one suitcase and hoping it will be under 20kgs.

Goodbyes are leaving everything you are used to, everything that is normal to you behind and forgetting it and never looking back.

But most of all goodbyes are hard. They will never get easier but they will always get harder.