Today seems too quiet. The house is almost empty. I find myself doing the same exact thing I always do on the night before leaving anywhere; staring at the ceiling and trying to capture the final moment, thinking how this would be the last night lying in the room. I've done this a number of times and yet it doesn't seem to get any easier. Goodbye is still the hardest part of life.
Salam Madam.. :p
ReplyDeleteOh Izni, I do the exact same thing each time I'm leaving a place. It's ok.. every start has its end, right? Life is short, just enjoy every moment.. =)
Have fun moving!
thanks edAlia,your words made me feel better. and thanks sangat for reminding me the exact theme of what my blog is about - every ending is a new beginning :)
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