When Friends Say Goodbye
Ξ November 18th, 2007 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Friendship |
I had this housemates who were living with us for about a year and 3 months. When they first arrived in the house I’m staying, I hated them. They were so noisy and they act as if they own the house. My boardmates were also annoyed by the way they’re acting so we sometimes end up talking about them.
Anyway, as time goes by, my sister and I found out that there’s something different about them. They needed help. And so, we got closer to them and we helped them in their emotional and sometimes, financial problems. Between us, a wonderful friendship was made.
Life was going smoothly until one day, we have to be separated. The elder sister had to go to Manila to work and the younger sister had to go back to Mindanao. We hated the idea. We don’t want to be separated from them and they also don’t want to be away from us. We served as their guide and they look up to us as their mentors of life. But there’s nothing left to be done. They have to go away.
My sister and I accepted the truth and embraced the idea that it would be for their best if they can find themselves eventhough we’re far from each other. We know we have planted something in their hearts that would help them. And that is to trust God and make Him part of their plans. Knowing that, we didn’t feel sadness because we know they’ll be OK. And we will also be fine.
The day of their departure drew near. The first one to leave was the younger sister. We said our goodbyes and she cried. The pain of leaving friends behind. I faced her with courage and fought my tears trying to spring out of my eyes. She has been my bestfriend and we shared many nights laughing together, waking up almost everybody and have them yell at us to shut up. I gave her a blouse for a remembrance and i guessed she liked it. I didn’t feel so lonely then. I was OK.
Two days later, the elder sister had to go. We woke up so early in the morning to accompany her to the airport. We said our goodbyes and watch her enter the departure area. Then, we went back to the house. My sister and I were OK then. The moment we reached our boarding house, that’s the time we realized how sad it is when friends left. We feel empty. Loneliness started to hit us.
As I was looking at their empty room and reminiscing all of the happy and sad memories, I realize that going away is painful but being the one left behind hurts more. I didn’t realize I was already crying. I prayed that things are going to be alright.
Now, it’s already 3 weeks since they left. Things are starting to get back to normal and we maintain our communication and closeness. Closeness doesn’t have to be sitting next to each other. It is the feeling that connects you to each other no matter how far they are. We’re still guiding them and they’re still loving us. After all, we live as happy as the way we were living then. And I’m sure it will be happier as time goes by.
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