Today Katie woke up around 7 and couldn’t go back to sleep.
I finally made myself wake up around 8 because I didn’t want to leave her
alone. We went downstairs quietly so as not to wake anyone up and made French
toast for breakfast. Then we went up to her room and just talked while she
slowly packed up the last of her stuff, weighed her suitcases, realized they
were overweight, took out some unnecessary clothes (and gave me a few shirts
and a skirt), and cleaned up her room. I went outside for a while to be alone
and write her a goodbye letter. I was happy to finally be able to write her
something that really expressed how important she is to me. She has been not
only one of the most important people in my exchange but also in my life in
general. She taught me how to be a teenager, how to be loyal to my friends, and
most of all, how to be exactly who I am and not care what anyone else thinks
about that. A little while later, Katie H, Louis, and Nicolo showed up. We
ordered pizza (I got better at talking to the pizza guy over the phone), and
while we were eating Papa John’s, Sally and Anto (one of Katie and my school
friends) showed up. We finished eating, then sat around and talked for a while.
Katie brought her bags downstairs and made the final preparations. Then around
3:30 Katie’s dad got home and they were getting ready to go to the airport.
That meant it was time for us to leave. Sally, Louis, and I left together. We
all just hugged Katie. I told her that this wasn’t goodbye and that I would see
her at Disneyland in a couple months. It was a little weird and sad and strange
walking away from Katie’s house to catch a micro home and knowing that I will
probably never return to that house and Katie will never be there again and
won’t even be in Chile for the rest of the time that I am here. I was also a
lot calmer than I thought I would be. I already had my meltdown on Thursday in
the movie theater, and now I’m really at peace with the fact that goodbyes are
sad but necessary and that I just need to get through them in order to be able
to get on with my life. I know I will see Katie again sometime, because a
friend as amazing her is not one that I could so easily lose touch with.
Anyway,
I got a micro home, went for a run, and came home to work on my blog for a
while before joining Manuel downstairs to make once. We ate together, and then
we sat in the living room next to the heater talking until 11 at night. I was
trying to wait up for Lilian because she had gone to her sister’s mother in
law’s funeral and I had felt really bad that I couldn’t go with her to offer
her moral support because I had to be with Katie. I ended up getting way too
tired and I went upstairs to watch a movie and go to sleep.
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