Last week, my favorite sis n best friend went abroad for further studies.
We met quite a few times b4 she left, but at all times I avoided the good byes..
Maybe I wasn't ready or maybe I was hopeful of meeting that one last time & v were gonna meet at the airport anyways..
As luck would have it, I couldn't go to the airport.. Its no big deal, I told myself.. She'll b bk b4 i know it.. She's happy to go n experience new life.. as time ticked n i sat home calling every1 who had gone to c her off, I started crying.. I realize now it was the need for one big hug of re-assurance..
This reminded me of the time I left my first job.. I didn't say good bye.. not even a short mail to my colleagues.. Unprofessional, yes.. But it was my loss.. Today, i do wish I had, it does seem like the right way to part..
