I wrote a little bit about last weekend here.
It was beautiful and wonderful to be reunited with our dear friends and to be there on the biggest day of their lives.
It was perfectly bittersweet. As we were sitting up with them after the wedding, I knew it would be the last time we'd see them for awhile. Probably a long while.
The day went from a soaring high to a sudden low when we had to say goodbye, not knowing when our next hello will be.
As I sat crying that night in our hotel room I couldn't help but thinking that this was only the first in a long line of difficult goodbyes that are to come for us. Kevin hit the nail on the head when he said, "we're really good at making friends and then leaving."
I hate how right he is about that.
I hate goodbyes.
To make myself better, I would always say, "It's not goodbye, it's see you later."
But what if 'later' isn't for another 3+ years?
Over the past few day's I've been trying to thank God for the people he has put in our lives, even if they are only there for a short time.
Because the only thing worse than having a friendship cut short is to not have had that friendship at all. I would rather be thankful for the awesome 2 years we had with those friends, than be angry at God for not having more time together. He could have not brought them into our lives at all.
And that would've sucked.
We are so blessed.
and with limitless opportunities in this life.
and for that, I am thankful.