I've always associated airports with sadness-
Despite the fact that happy times come from visiting family and friends,
Not to mention awesome vacations...
Yet my lasting memories of airports is always from the end of a wonderful visit.
Saying goodbye.
This trip is especially difficult, because I had to say goodbye to my gram for the last time.
I'm always thankful for new adventures, but going to the airport is always bittersweet.
I've spent my adult life leaving people curbside.
I'll never get used to it.
But I'm learning to deal with it.
...very slowly.
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