Rainy days and fading smiles
One of the sad things about the cottage this year was that it's the first time I've been in my entire life without my Nanie being there. It was her cottage and even when she was not doing too good she somehow managed to get up there while I was there every year. Sitting in her old room realizing she would never sleep there again was very hard to take. Looking at the old pictures on the walls, back when everyone was happy, was hard as well. So many are gone who are up there.
It made me think about all those who are gone now. Not just dead but just gone from my life. I've always believed that somehow someway all those I loved would someday come back again if just given time. Yes people come and go, but I always hope that they know that I will always care for them. I've always done my best to keep the door open for them all, to try and make sure that goodbye is never done with hard feelings, that it is always see you later instead. To let them know that no matter how much time passes I'll always have a hug waiting for them when we see each other again.
Sitting there in her room, looking at the old pictures I realized that sometimes, no matter what the singers or writers or romantics may say, sometimes goodbye does last forever.
I'm not sure I'm happy living in a world where that sentence is true.