goodbyes are forever
I met up with two friends for dinner the other night because one of them recently got transferred back to her hometown. After hours of talking over food and drinks, we took a few photos, said our thank-yous and parted with hugs and hopeful see-you-soons. But as I went the other way, a quiet sadness settled in.
We don’t know when we’ll meet again. I hate to be pessimistic, but I’m not sure when, or if, it’ll happen again.
Distance will certainly make things harder. Technology helps, but I've always preferred real presence. The deep talks. The comfortable silence.