I hate good-byes. Okay well I guess most people do. Of course there are those moments, those people, those places that you are just ready to leave behind. The ones you can't WAIT to pass. But for the most part good-byes are not fun. Our good friends left this morning to go back to the states. We came here together from Tucson, our husbands work for the same company. Here we are 3 years later and they are going home and we are still here. As much as there were things about them that drove us crazy - they are the "whispering" couple that like to tell secrets at dinner - we are going to miss them.
They were the kind of friends that you could call at 7:00pm and they would be over to play games by 7:30 until all hours of the night. We shopped together, we travelled together, we sent our children to the same school and we saved eachother seats at all those wonderful school functions.
Now I am alone. Sure, I have a few other friends but we all know the difference between the "drop everything to be there friends" and the ones that you have to call and plan things a week out.
Oh, and to top it off they had the nerve to take my BABYSITTER with them too!! Now I'm going to have to go back to calling and arranging sitters instead of them dropping their 3 kids off here and us going out. Oh wait - guess we won't be going out so no need for the sitter now right?
4 days ago