I’m a bit of a curmudgeon, I suppose. I’ve never liked surprise parties and big hoorahs put on in my honor. Truth is I can’t stand being the center of attention.
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To boot, I’ve always found it hard to thank friends and family in just the right way when they do throw me a big party or get-together. At least in a way that really shows how grateful I am for their kind generosity. I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve and it’s so damn hard for me to do when I really have to.
That’s why I know the The Big Goodbye will be anything but “Good”. And why I’m not looking for any big send-off.
Over at TrailOfAnts, Ant – who’s also preparing for a RTW trip – recently wrote:
The thing I’m not looking forward to, is The Goodbye. I’ve never been good at them, and never will be. A swift hug, pat on the back, kiss on the cheek and I’m outta here, with just a wink and a smile to leave by the wall.
I’ll cover the reality of this daunting experience at the time, but suffice to say I am in no way relishing it. The compounding factor is that it’s not just once, (I’ve shunned the offers of farewell parties) it’s over and over again. Can I just write it on here and leave … ?
Will my RTW journey be just another temporary chapter in the workaday routine of my life? Or the start of a new life altogether? I don’t know. But I know I’ll be back all in due time. So let’s not make The Goodbye too big a deal, okay? I promise I won’t be gone forever.