Today is the day. I have been waiting for this day since I first left NC. I finally get to see my parents, and they finally get to meet Adelaide!
I had hoped this day would have happened sooner, but His timing is always perfect and I am just so grateful that He listened and provided.
But I would be lying if I didn’t tell you that part of me isn’t as excited as I should be. You’re probably thinking ‘whaaaa??’ I know, right, because this is what I’ve wanted and so I should be thrilled, but I’m also pretty sad.
You see, my parents will be here in just a few hours, and while I’m thrilled about their visit, I know that we will have to eventually say goodbye, again.
I’m not going to lie, sometimes I think it’s easier to be unhappy and alone, 19 hours away in Texas then to have to muster up the strength to see, touch, feel, love, and eventually let go.
I hate goodbyes.
(I’ve really never been very good at them. I used to cry when I would go to a slumber party.)
So while part of me will enjoy every single moment they are here, in the back of my mind I know it will be short-lived. Because once you move away, there’s never enough time together.
And so, I have to ask myself, ‘is it worth it?’ Is it worth the tears as I watch them drive away? Is it worth the heartache of not knowing when I’ll see them again?
Because I would rather spend a few minutes with them then to never see them again. So bring on the tears because the answer is yes.