I've decided that Comstock Park, on the South Hill, has the best set of swings in Spokane that a 25 year old could want...
I lay down under the pine trees and they seemed to become taller than before, swaying under the light breeze that even I could barely feel. Yet they swayed, and I could hear the slight rustle as I lay watching, in between the trunks, as a faint cloud passed and the first twinkle of a star appeared...And I wondered about the many different 'goodbyes'.
Is there a way to prepare oneself for a 'farewell'? The way I say goodbye to a loved one. Do I pretend I'm fine and strong, and act nonchalant and carefree? Do I put on a face and tell myself 'whatever'?
"This might be our last goodbye."
"This is Forever."
"We will see each other in Heaven."
"See you soon."
Honestly though, any farewell that hasn't been just a 'see you later' but has been a true goodbye, has always caused heartache and tears. On the exterior it can all appear cold and callous to a certain extent, but the heart says different...