There’s something about goodbyes that makes you realise life is short, time is precious and nothing lasts forever.
As IJ skipped into school today armed with goodbye presents for her teachers and classmates, as she spends her very last day there, it suddenly hit me that despite the promises to keep in touch and the exchange of addresses and phone numbers, goodbyes are utterly horrible.
I feel for her today. She’s happy and excited to be the centre of attention for a day as her friends fuss over her with cards and gifts. I wonder when the finality of it all will hit her. When the excitement has passed and those final goodbyes are said, I expect. When the hugs from friends are over and she walks out of the school gates one last time.
So I’m having my little wobble now, so that when she comes home tonight and she needs me, I’m there for her and not an emotional wreck.
It’s the end of one chapter and the start of a new even more exciting one for both us. But just for today I’m allowing myself to feel sad and reflect on what we are leaving behind.
I’m also clinging on to the fact the people come into your life and out again, and those that matter live on in our memories forever. I’m hoping that will be a comfort to IJ too. Today will not be the easiest of days.