01/19/2026
January 19, 2026 - Monday Musings
I hate goodbyes.
They seem so perfunctory and final.
And I’ve had to say that word a LOT in my life as an international immigrant.
People come and go in our lives quite often.
You’d think the more often we say it, the easier it gets.
That’s sometimes true.
But not always.
I wish there was another way to say those words without them seeming to be an end to something.
Because I just had a really tough goodbye.
I had to say goodbye to my daughter. She’s currently winging her way back to the U.S. for her second semester of university.
I flew with her on the first leg of her trip as she had a long overnight layover and was really worried about how and where she’d sleep as a solo traveler.
And then I continued on to visit some dear friends in Dubai (that’s a win/win situation for sure! Spend some extra time with the kid, ease her travel fears, and see some special friends).
But then I had to say goodbye - in front of strangers at the airport.
So I was stoic.
I was brave.
I was majestic.
I was a weeping mess - inside.
I know she will be fine.
I know I will be fine.
But it’s hard to be so far away. Even though I’m having all sorts of AIR (Adventures in Rwanda) time.
So as I say goodbye to my daughter, I’m sending her all my hopes that she rises up and continues to be the wonderful human being that she is.
And I hold on to the memories we made while she was here so they will sustain me until we are together again to make new ones.
Until next time…(is that a better phrase?). Until we meet again…(even better?).