Last night, Lir hosted a goodbye party for me. I had invited as many friends as I could, and a huge number of them showed up. Never in a million years did I ever think I would be blown away by the support of people like them.
I arrived 30 minutes late (as is traditional for me), and was greeted by Mario (who had just gotten back from year in Arizona). He's always been there for me, so it was great to see him.
I rush upstairs to find the room adorned with balloons, a food table with pizza and cupcakes, and some of my friends milling about. It takes a lot for me to blush (mainly because I don't think I'm physically able to do so), but that moment was probably the closest I've gotten. The entire staff had put together so much effort, and it was all for me. I couldn't believe it. It was incredible.
I gave my hugs and chatted with people, while enjoying a beer or shot. I had asked my friend Fiona to buy a notebook for me so that people could write in it, for the sole purpose that I wanted something to read on the plane ride to LA. The only stipulation was that the only person not aloud to write or even look in it was myself. I'm not to open the book until I am airborne (currently, the book is in my backpack, wrapped in a plastic bag. It is very hard for me not to break my own promise...).
I could go on about everything that happened that night, but what I'm getting at is that it did not hit me till I woke up this morning that I really am going to miss this place and the people who are residing here. One person said that "this is not goodbye, it's just see ya later." I asked why, and she had a good response to it: "you're merely moving away; I say goodbye to those who have left this world." And I understood.
I am horrible at correspondence, so I've told everyone to hold me accountable for keeping in touch with them (if indeed they want to keep in touch with me). But I won't forget them. They won't let me.
Anyway, the entire night was a great success, and I feel great. At the same time, I feel uncertain about what the future will bring. I don't enjoy saying goodbye. Especially to those I care about.
So, if you are reading this, just know that I love you very much (Unless you're Lisa Loeb, then instead I love you very very much).
Thanks for the great experiences, and continue to be the awesome person you are.
Peace Out.
