One Last Goodbye
I have struggled with saying one last goodbye to the place I call my hometown. At the end of the week I am leaving the place where I was born. It’s the place of my formative years. It’s the place of many firsts, but also many lasts.
I’m not sure how to go about this last goodbye. In some ways, it is a huge relief. In other ways it’s a heavy sadness. I guess it is all a part of this roller coaster ride of grief.
I want to soak it all up…all the sights, sounds, smells of my hometown so that I can take this special place with me on my new adventure. One last drive up Red Hill. One last chicken fried steak at Ruby’s. One last marg at Bravo’s. One last trip to Pride Popcorn. One last trip to the cemetery. One last drive past The 6. One last drive out to Union Hill.
Part of me knows this isn’t a true goodbye. I have 4 boys there who will have graduations and weddings that I will attend. But, it will be different. I will be just visiting. Flying in, renting a car, staying at a hotel. It will be different…much like everything else has been these last 14.75 months. But, different can be good!
I’ve never been good at saying goodbye. So maybe this trip up, I’ll just say I’ll see you again someday!
Peace and Blessings to you and yours!
lp
Boy do I know this feeling Lori. It is scary to leave the familiar and routine, but I also know that it is necessary for growth. I listen to the daily calm and it just so happens that todays meditation was on the word depaysement which is all about being uncomfortable in unfamiliar or new surroundings. Then I saw your post. I call this a synchronicity moment and felt a need to respond having recently relocated to Kansas City after 65 years of being a Texan. Maine, on the other hand, is an even huger step into the unknown being such a long way away. Congratulations to you for stepping into this new adventure. Maine is gorgeous, and if things go south in the election, you’re alot closer to Canada!