Airports used to be exciting places. Going to an airport meant you were going somewhere cool or picking up loved ones who were coming to visit! Now 90% of the time, airports are filled with goodbyes for me. I’m almost always saying goodbye to someone. When I flew here I had to say adios to Andrew thinking I wouldn’t see him for 3 weeks. Then he ended up making it out here which was awesome, but tonight I just had to drop him off and say goodbye again for another 2 weeks. 🙁 I also had to say goodbye to my sister and her family from Texas tonight since they’ll be heading off to the airport tomorrow. And then in 2 weeks I’ll have to say goodbye to my friends and family once more when I head back to Australia. Seriously, there aren’t too many happy trips to the airport these days. Even when I’m really excited to see one person (or group of people) I’m always having to say goodbye to someone else I love in the process.
I don’t like goodbyes. I’ve had WAY too many of them in my lifetime (well, really in the last 3.5 years), but I guess that’s what happens when you are in a long distance relationship forever and then move all the way across the world.