Another one of the people I've grown close to spent their final day at the office today. This was a complete shocker to me as I didn't know about it until a few hours until her logout. I don't know, maybe I'm just a bit sentimental, but in what seemed like a blur, it was done. Another person moving on with her life, and me heartbroken.
No, it's not that way. It never was. It's just that during my entire stay at work, I've grown so much and been so close to the past five and a half years and it always is difficult for me to see people go. That's the heartbreak part. From teammates, to close friends, it always stings when someone goes.
For what would seem to be the last time, I walked with them, sharing thoughts and stories, and seeing her take her ride. It felt so normal for her... maybe, just another day. But there I was, pondering as to why it seemed normal for everyone but me.
Tomorrow, another longtime friend would be ending her tenure. She's been there longer than me, and she's made her choice to move on with her life and take her talents closer to home. I'll be at home during her last goodbyes. Such a pity I couldn't be there. I wish I could've been there at least, but that's how it goes, I guess.
If it's time for me to go, I wonder if someone would think of me the same way I think about my closest friends. Would someone miss me, look for me, try to keep in touch with me if I'm the one leaving?
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