I'm kind of a BABY....
As much as I needed to come home, and as happy as I am, I certainly don`t miss the goodbyes.
I have NEVER been good at the distance-goodbyes-thing.
When I was 18, my parents moved to British Columbia. The first two years that we were living in different provinces I would cry like a BABY the entire airplane ride home (yes, I looked pathetic!). My parents and I were separated by a very short 1.5 hour plane ride; I saw them every few months; and we spoke on the phone a few times a week...but I just hated the goodbye part and could never get used to it.....
Finally, after going through the years of gut-wrenching goodbyes, we came up with the "Stop-drop-and roll" idea. My parents would drop me off in the departures parking zone; barely slowing down to a stop, chuck my bags, and say a super quick goodbye, and then leave. I`m not sure which one of us came up with the idea, but THANK GOODNESS we did because if not I think ten years later I would still be a crying BABY every time we said goodbye!!!
Anyway, I had one goodbye tonight and it was much harder than I thought. I have two more nights of goodbyes and I find myself a little anxious over it. I always think it will be no big deal and when the time comes, I embarrasingly cry like a BABY again. I'll only be gone for six short weeks!!! I was gone for six months and was fine....so six weeks aren't the end of the world!
But...I'll still cry....and then make everyone else cry... 'cause I'm kind of a BABY sometimes.