I Hate Goodbyes

Friday, April 20, 2012



I've always had a hard time saying goodbye. It started when I was about two, when our little blue car broke down and had to be taken to the junkyard. According to my mom, I cried for about three hours and then for the next few weeks I  kept asking where it went. And honestly, saying goodbye hasn't gotten any easier as I've grown up.

Over the past few years I've had to say goodbye to various things, such as old clothes, toys, books, and a few pet fish. Obviously those weren't too traumatizing, lets be honest, they're just things. But sometimes it's still hard to say goodbye to that favorite childhood outfit or toy, and flushing dead fish down the toilet can be quite depressing at times. But it's always the hardest to have to say goodbye to people, especially people that you've grown to love and care a lot about.

I've had to say my fair share of goodbyes in the past few years, some temporary and others permanent. Each one was it's own special type of difficult, and I always dreaded it. Now I'm at a part of my life where there are lots of goodbyes being said. My first year of college is over and everyone is going home for the summer, and all of my amazing guy friends are going on missions. I knew that saying goodbye would be hard but I never thought it would be this hard. The biggest comfort is knowing that they're going where they need to be and doing what they're supposed to be doing. I'm so grateful for all of them and the amazing influence that they've had on my life. I love all of you amazing Elders! And to my girls, I love you and I'll see you in August!!

Love, Brontë

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