A New Word For Goodbye?

I have a difficult time saying goodbye-
Such a simple word, to describe an act that is so loaded with emotion.
Someone is leaving.
Will they comeback? Will you see them again?  Won't you miss them?  Won't they miss me?
We use the word goodbye so casually, it feels like we should have a more appropriate word for a longtime send-off.
"I-love-you-and-I'm-going-to-miss-you-and-I-want-to-remember-this-moment-and-your-laugh-and-the-way-you-smell-and-our-moring-coffees-and-our-addiction-to-posting-photos-and-shopping-sprees-and-I-love-you!"
See.  Doesn't that feel like more than "goodbye"?
But I have no choice.  My mom is leaving, and I have to say something; so I guess it will be thank you and goodbye, followed with a long hug.
Until next time!

Goodbyes Suck

Saying goodbye is never easy;
Especially when it's your mom.
Watching as the car turns the corner and fades into the sea of traffic-
It's like a vacuum cleaner is sucking the laughter and unconditional love away from you.
Just like that, the suspended childhood-bond that emerges whenever she is near, gets ripped apart all over again.
My heart sinks and I realize, my life as an adult must continue.

A Trip To The Airport

Saying goodbye at an airport is always rough.
Sitting in morning rush hour traffic for an hour and a half on the way home, is brutal.
Getting to Starbucks just in time for them to run out of my favorite breakfast sandwich, is RAGE-worthy!
Who knew a trip to the airport could be so disappointing?

It's So Hard To Say Goodbye...

After spending the last 365 days sharing my emotions to the blogosphere-
I'm having a hard time resisting the urge to sign on and chat!
I spent a number of days during the past year forcing myself to make sure I followed through with my writing goals- even if I had nothing important or creative to say. So I never imagined I'd actually miss the opportunity to release my thoughts, yet here I sit only one day away from an accomplished resolution from last year... and I'm ready to blog some more!
It may be out of habit. But I think it's a bit deeper.
I'm going back to Los Angeles tomorrow, and I'm sad I have to leave my family-
In particular, both my grandma's. Two wonderful women. Very different, but amazing and beautiful in their own way.
I hate saying goodbye to begin with- when it's either of them the layers of pain are intensified.
They sit, each of them with their puppy, and I see them in a new light.
The look in their eyes; sorrow, joy, fear and pride all in one glance. I know they worry about me-
I wonder if they realize how much I worry about them?
It kills me to watch these two magnificent women struggle in their own way with the aging process-
Not from a vain point of view.
I don't know how many more chances I'll get to spend time with each of them, I hope and pray they'll be around and healthy for many years to come.
But the only thing I can be sure of, is the time I get now...
Which is why it's so hard to say goodbye!