They are leaving today. So tell me, how do you say goodbye to some one who means the world to you? Even harder, how do you say it to seven people who you love more than anything
This week my best friends are leaving with their (five) kids to travel the world. One way tickets. And they will be gone for years.
How do you hug and kiss precious babies and kids knowing that the next time you see them they won’t be infants anymore. That the toddlers might have grown into children and that precious newborn will not smell as sweet and will be likely be walking by the time you see him next.
How do you say goodbye when these best friends are more like family to you than anything else.
When they’ve been there through every hard time and every joy in your life.
When you are really not sure how you will make it through the next years without them just on the other side of town.
How do you say goodbye when you are beyond excited for them going out and doing what they feel called to do, for them getting to finally chase the dreams they’ve been dreaming for years.
It’s seeing their hearts soar while yours breaks. It’s wanting this day to come for their sake, and wishing it would never come for your own.
It’s saying goodbye through laughter and tears because their joy is contagious, and your happiness for them is immeasurable, but your own heart is in pieces.
It’s silently plotting trips overseas for the first time in years because you know you can’t make it years without hugging them.
It’s saying goodbye. And hoping it’s not for too long.
Writing through my tears today as we prepare to send off the people who mean the whole world to me. The guy who has been my best friend since we were little. The guy who grew into my brother and who I literally wouldn’t have made it through my life thus far without.
His wife who has become my soul sister as we have shared our hearts deeply with each other.
Their five precious kids. Those babies that I love almost as much as if they were my own. The ones whose tantrums I talk down, the one that I stayed up all night rocking the night he was born. The ones that call me “theirs” and tell me I’m never allowed to leave them.
I’m not ready and I’m ready. Either way, it’s happening today. We’re saying goodbye.
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