Today marks the day that I embark back to Germany. It is amazing how fast time goes and how bittersweet goodbyes remain. There is no easy way to say goodbye, to broach the breech within my heart. It is the pain of living with two homes, two pieces of my self, the foundation and the future. It is the pain of change and progress, that we must undergo to move forwards. No matter how much this growth will be good or how much it will present new opportunities, it hurts. Change is uncomfortable at the least.
Will I ever leave feeling as if I leave whole? No. It always feel like little bits of me remains in each country, each side of the expanse. Sometime through the plane, walking through the airport, and in my bed I pickup the other parts of myself, assembling again and regaining that familiar ache. I don’t even know if I would recognize myself without some sort of ache of homesickness. It’s okay because I have learned how to get over it, to move forwards and live my life.
Happy endings are still endings.