Goodbye; In the End?

As life goes by, we met many people, some pass by, some left, and some remain. Every time someone will leave, sadness will always overcome me. From the very first time I left, I bid goodbye to my mother, and she cried. When I entered seminary, it was a time to be separated from my family and others, and it was so painful to me. I experienced many times from different places and different people. From those times, I felt that in every person who leaves, the more the pain grows extremely to me. There is always a great sacrifice for me to go to all the people I love and stayed for a long time like my friends in every farewell. For others, it’s okay for them as they usually do it already. Those who continuously supported me despites are far; I learned how to bear the pain of being left behind. There will always be the time we are face to say goodbye to everyone and everything most dear to us, all that we’ve been through, experiences and learning, at the end we will think it was just a dream that after waking up we’ll lose all the memories, that after all, we will not feel the pain. It wasn’t immediately happened to me as they are still passing by my mind sometimes.

There will always be a new chapter in saying goodbye, a new beginning without the other, a new life, and pages of the book. I asked myself a while ago, is it normal? Yes, a time to be sad for it is painful and a reminder to be happy again as they/I leave for their/my good.

I realized then that even how many times you experience being left or leaving someone behind; it will always be painful as if it’s your first time to share, for the pain does not happen and flow because others will leave you or you left someone. Still, it is because they/you had already created a particular part in their/your heart. It is painful because a part of your heart will be empty. Whoever comes again in your life, no one can ever replace their part in you as everyone is uniquely met, and it will be a unique goodbye next time. Saying farewell will always be at the end…

What Matters Most

(A tribute for my friends I left and left)

It’s not how many years we spent together,

It’s not how long we held the hands of each other,

Nor how many times we talk and play together,

What Matters Most is that we love each other.

It’s not how many times we cried and laughed,

Nor how many times we said “goodbye and good luck,”

It’s not how many times we experience being left behind,

What Matters Most is what was left in us.

Our hearts and minds could always be broken,

But not the love and memories for they cannot be stolen,

It doesn’t matter if our friends were far away,

What Matters Most, we will always stay

It’s not how many times we miss one another,

Nor how many times we hug each other,

As long as we always remain as Brothers/Sisters,

What Matter Most we always pray for each other.

It does not matter if we get old and sick,

If our hair gets bald and lost out teeth,

For it is not the appearance that is important,

For what are essential remains only in the heart.

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