Friday, January 3, 2014


It has touched everyone, at some point in life, to say goodbye. To dismiss us say goodbye to people, places, moments, pieces of our life that we are leaving behind.

Over time, the importance of a farewell and the effect that this brings is changing.
Children say goodbye is not so complicated, we say goodbye to the friends of children, teachers, without this affect us, our attachments are not so deep, and we know that in another place we will have another teacher, another friend; and that friend from childhood that you left back with the certainty that not you would see it more, is replaced by other affects, and eventually, the vague memory that left us, forgotten.

To grow, as more you share with someone at that level of intimacy and connection that we only develop by having some degree of maturity, the stag would become more difficult, because you feel, that you leave a part of you, that person or place to which fold.

There are goodbyes that hurt, and that at every goodbye feel split the soul.

There is necessary, inevitable goodbyes, you know that they do not have back late, do you want it, and that will always be good, although at the time do not understand it.

Sometimes we have to say goodbye to someone who left us irreparably and that leave the hands so full of empty and hopeless, until we learn to fill them with memories that we planted in the heart, where then that be loved eternally lives and accompanies us as have it present.

This farewell of a parent when it is separated from the child, even where the security of a soon return, the distance for parents is always painful.

I've said goodbye so many times and in so many ways, and each bounce leave a piece of my soul.

So many roads that once they interbred with the mine and then inevitably they away, and I could not do anything. friends and love were left behind and now live in my memories. Dear people who are no longer, but that accompany me somehow from somewhere. And although often bye frame a final, in other framework new ways and new beginnings.

The way is forward, I say goodbye and continuous and if two paths are separated, each will continue its course that today is present, may tomorrow be memory.

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