I Dont Do Goodbye

I really cant do goodbye. Cant we pretend its see you later even though we may never see eachother again? Its sad for sure but I just cant handle goodbye, I cant accept them. I cant bring myself to cry, but I feel like crying. My heart hurts saying goodbye to Irish kids I cant stand it. To think of all the memories we made and all that they have done for me, all they have been..okay now I cry, like a baby.

Elaine Dempsey-Oh i cant even do this. I mean to blog about each one of them and give short description of who they are and how they will be remembered, but I dont know that I'm strong enough. Elaine, Bev, PJ, Cormac, Rob the Pirate, Pa, Daryl, and Erika, you mean more than ya know, and I'll miss you. And Kate Megarry who gets a shout out all her own because if I return, it will be for her, we may be soul sisters-I have to pursue her.

I left the Black Hole (their apartment) this morning, Bevs' mom was up to move her out and as we packed the car and they left, I thought of Purdue and how it feels when everyone is leaving for the summer. And I walked to the bus stop, and walked home and I realize...this is theirs. I've been blessed, absolutely blessed to experience it and meet all those that I've met...but I have my own...my own world...this is theirs, mine is elsewhere.

Its goodbye for everyone. It sounds way stupid but it is the closing of a chapter and thats the best way to look at it. Theres something more coming.

I walk alone and I pray blessings on those that have come to mean so much to me. At camp-and this is cheesey I know but its true and I love it. At camp, at the end of the week the night before everyone leaves we tell the kids, people come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. And on that note, I cant even be sad to leave them. I just feel so good for meeting them. I've met you, we've had great times and its been a dream of a semester that I will often OFTEN day dream of when I sit in lecture this fall. But I have to go back to my life now.

Two weeks and two days from this moment I will be in a wheat field in northern Indiana, living in West Lafayette, drinking Den Pops and seeing the stars at night. But I will lay down to sleep and think of the Irish.