When is Goodbye not Goodbye?
Goodbyes are funny things. Today I said goodbye to my college son as he headed back to school and it wasn’t so bad. I told him I loved him, gave him a hug, and shut the door.
I remember dropping him off the first time. Saying goodbye was hard, very hard. We both cried.
It gets easier – not because I love him less, but because the heart adapts. And experience says goodbye isn’t likely to be forever.
How true. I feel the same way every time my son comes to visit. (he is disabled and lives in a group home)
It won't be forever. Just means you'll miss him a lot.
It does get easier, but I dread May when he graduates from college. In June, he'll be starting a job in Virginia. It's then when we'll say the final goodbye to his childhood.
And THAT won't be easy.
The day is fast approaching when our family will say goodbye to so many great friends. Granted saying bye to some will be much easier than others. I hope I can hold it together.