I've come to realize that I hate it when the part where you have to say goodbye approaches.I hate it, but love it in some sort of small manner. Of course, having to say goodbye to someone is naturally a tiny bit heart breaking, but goodbye is kind of beautiful. I mean, when you say goodbye to someone, you are now going to be given the opportunity to be away from them for some time. You'll miss them, and think of them. They'll be on your mind often, and in your heart often. Which makes the reuniting of the two of you a really beautiful occasion. I mean, they say "Distance makes the heart grow fonder." which sounds extremely cliche, but cliches are cliches because they happen often, which makes them pretty valid. Here's a quote from my favorite author, Jonathan Safran Foer, from his book "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close" that this blog entry kind of birthed from:
"I like to see people reunited, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone."
How can you deny the beauty of goodbye;
the beauty of missing someone; the beauty of reuniting? You can't.