How do you make sure that you're ready for that final farewell?
I once read that in order to make parting easier, you find fault in everything that you're about to leave and when you're just about to leave you feel angry and negative and all the bad emotions till you really just can't wait to leave the place for good.
I don't know how legit that method is, but it sounds like such a bad way to leave a place that must mean a lot to you.
I've been finding my own methods to bid farewell and have the strength to leave with my heart intact.
I know i will probably feel like anchoring myself permanently to the ground and hope to only and forever be drenched in the beautiful memories of the place. This feels foreign to me.
I'm not the staying type, I'm not a big fan of commitment and I don't have a problem jumping into unknown waters (provided it's safe of course, calculated risks and all), but when a place has become familiar to the point that the streets and the buildings and the air and the people no longer fill me with trepidation and fear, I know I am at home.
How do you leave your home? Especially the one that has moulded you and developed you, for better or for worse, into the person that you are now?
You live in the moment. You relish you last few days and hours in the warm embrace of the Melbournian sun and you gorge yourself silly at your favourite brunch spots and you make it a point that you tell yourself the same words at every place on your list that you have to (re)visit: "This may very well be the last time I'll be here. Maybe in a few months, maybe in a few years, maybe forever. Thank you for the memories, and goodbye."
The end of a chapter will be the beginning of another. We never know how long we have left but we know it will never be enough, protect the memories but brace yourself for another kind of adventure, another journey, another chance at falling madly in love. The only way to truly live is to allow yourself the chance to feel, but have the courage to let go and do it all over again.
