It’s that time of year again: time to say goodbye. Today was my last day of work here in Annecy (celebrated along with 3 other students leaving the company by bringing in food and drinks – I took in banana bread, the ’secret’ recipe (secret because I haven’t named the website where I found it) for which will be posted on here at some point in the future if you’re lucky enough) and soon I’ll be heading off for other pastures. For the third time in 13 months, I’m leaving a country and going through the goodbye routine – farewells to friends, finishing off work/studies, enjoying the little things I love about the place one last time… It never really hit me before, although I have noticed in the past and have thought about it, but I never really knew how to put it into words. To be honest, I’m not sure I do even today. Luckily for me, I don’t necessarily need to because a co-blogger, Sara, wrote a post, Premature Nostalgia, which describes the feeling so well.
It’s not really a feeling of sadness – well, it can be – but it’s more a feeling that you know it’s something that you will miss in the future and that you probably won’t be able to do or appreciate in the place you’re headed – wherever that may be. It’s almost stronger than simple sadness – it’s a part of you or your life that you’re about to leave behind, like leaving a good friend. It’s as if you’re missing something that you still have, at least for now.
I’m going to bed with a big smile…
Looking forward to hear about your new pastures!
I’m glad you appreciate it – but when you write a good blog post it’s normal that it gets linked to
‘Real’ new pastures won’t be experienced for a while (summer holiday until the end of September), but you’ll get to read about me lazing around in the sun for a month and a half, for what that’s worth
That’s a long holiday – lucky you!
Sunshine stories are more than welcome 