We all end up saying goodbye to someone important to us, one way or another, in life.  Whether it be by a joined venture of farewell;
Or a perhaps a change of stature;
Or sometimes by the true finish through the clearing at the end of the path;
We all must say good-bye to those we love, by and by.
What is hardest about saying farewell is not that we must come to the end of a friendship
And the world we know with that person in it,
For those will continue on through history
And echo in the lives you lead from then on;
It is the fact that we must face a new life
With the knowledge that it continues on without them;
That the small worlds that we create for ourselves
That help us get by
The help keep us sane
That make life worth living
Can merely fade away into the recesses of our memory
With such ease, and with no plaque or monument to mark its passing.
The hard good-byes are not the one ones we say to each other
But the ones we say to ourselves;
For when a person who is dear to your heart moves on
A part of you that loved them moves on with them.
It is the true gift of friendship,
To give a piece of yourself to someone forever
And to never get it back.
And yet the piece of yourself that you do keep
Rejoices with the part of that person that has been left with you,
For life does move on as it always has.
And while there will be times when you miss the sound of a friend’s laugh
Or the reassuring hug of a mother
Or the caress of a lover’s hand on your face
And mourn for the life you have left behind,
The memories of those moments will act as a warm core in your soul
When the sun is bright and the air is clear
And your view to the horizon is unhindered.
Then you will remember not just your friend, but yourself
And the joy and love you shared with them will fill your heart
Will flood it;
Like a crystal glass
Overrunning with cool water.