Never Can Say Goodbye

I've never been a fan of goodbyes. It always feels like a tiny part of my soul just disappears into some void and never comes back. They're not all forever, but my mind sometimes just doesn't know how to file the feeling into the proper box and put it away.

Today I said goodbye to my friend Julie and her husband Andy. She's moving to the U.K. to finally actually live with her husband after shuttling back and forth for several years between two continents. I'm extremely happy for them, but at the same time sad. I'm sad that I won't get to see my friend anymore. I'm sad that I won't get to share my summer lunches with her. On the other hand, I'm happy that she'll finally be with her husband every day. She'll be back she says. (fingers crossed!)

She's not the only friend who's moved. J.K. left New Orleans earlier this year and that was tough too. He moved to San Diego to greener, or browner, pastures. (It doesn't rain much there.) He's happy there,  and I'm happy he's happy, but I miss him too.

My mind will eventually help my heart feel better. After all, my friends are only a FaceTime call, a Facebook text, or an email away.