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saying goodbye
My grandmother passed away when I was 14. I don't think she has any biological relationship with my mother and I, but I never managed to understand what happened to the adults. I just remember I heard my mother crying the night we're back from hospital after saying goodbye to her. I remember I heard my mother saying, "We've been together so many years after all, how can I not feel sad?"
Since I moved here when i was 15, I never really thought of it as my home. Probably because I don't grow up here, I never feel like belonging to here. But that's how human behavior becomes interesting - you stay here long enough, you become a lot more attached to here than you have ever imagined.
I was taking a few snapshots of this small room before I started packing things, and then I remembered who was once here with me in this room, watching volleyball news on sina.com.cn while I was preparing myself for the late lunch on Saturdays. I didn't realize until just now I am going to say goodbye to all these memories very soon.
And I didn't realize until just now this house-moving indeed marks the end of the year long post-breakup activities.
Saying goodbye is never easy but sometimes it's necessary. Looking back, I have never regretted that I suggested it's better sooner than later should we had to break up. I may feel sad for quite some time, yet I know I will feel relieved whenever I know I have made this decision correct & practical - someone taught me so, and I have proudly internalized this wisdom throughout all these years. Goodbye to you, goodbye to my 20s. Hello to my new room, hello to the new year.
saying goodbye
My grandmother passed away when I was 14. I don't think she has any biological relationship with my mother and I, but I never managed to understand what happened to the adults. I just remember I heard my mother crying the night we're back from hospital after saying goodbye to her. I remember I heard my mother saying, "We've been together so many years after all, how can I not feel sad?"
Since I moved here when i was 15, I never really thought of it as my home. Probably because I don't grow up here, I never feel like belonging to here. But that's how human behavior becomes interesting - you stay here long enough, you become a lot more attached to here than you have ever imagined.
I was taking a few snapshots of this small room before I started packing things, and then I remembered who was once here with me in this room, watching volleyball news on sina.com.cn while I was preparing myself for the late lunch on Saturdays. I didn't realize until just now I am going to say goodbye to all these memories very soon.
And I didn't realize until just now this house-moving indeed marks the end of the year long post-breakup activities.
Saying goodbye is never easy but sometimes it's necessary. Looking back, I have never regretted that I suggested it's better sooner than later should we had to break up. I may feel sad for quite some time, yet I know I will feel relieved whenever I know I have made this decision correct & practical - someone taught me so, and I have proudly internalized this wisdom throughout all these years. Goodbye to you, goodbye to my 20s. Hello to my new room, hello to the new year.