When I was litttle, we moved from Kokomo, Indiana to Grand Rapids, Michigan. I threw up all 5 hours of the trip (my poor mom!). Even at age 12, I couldn't handle the idea of saying goodbye to my dear friend JJ.
In fact, I still haven't said goodbye~ JJ and I continue to keep in touch...almost 30 years later.
If you've been my friend for any length of time, you know this is true. You can't get rid of me if you try (smile).
Goodbye is not in my vocabulary.
I know what you're probably thinking. "Cindy, experts say the ability to say goodbye is a necessary life skill".
I know, I know.
And I want to be healthy and whole and normal ~ I really do.
But goodbyes bring up too much pain for me...
* Moving every 3 years as a little girl.
* Saying goodbye to my favorite grandpa to cancer way too soon.
* Experiencing the tragic death of my fiance David just 5 months before our wedding and 2 weeks before Christmas.
I don't want to have to say good-bye anymore.
Julie knows this is true. Every time she is preparing for another international work trip, I'll say, "I'll try and call you before your flight to say goodbye."
We both know I'm not going to call.
Saying goodbye is a necessary life skill, and I guess it's time I start to mature in this area.
In fact, this next week I'm going to have to say goodbye to a very dear friend, and I'm dreading it so much I can hardly stand it.
I hate goodbyes.
How have you made it through painful goodbyes??
I'd love to learn from you, my dear bloggy friends. :)
Thanks for stopping by *She Sparkles*. May God bless you with a fresh measure of His joy, hope and peace!
P.S. To be continued tomorrow.....