It might be the end, but not really.
I was tagged by numerous photos on social media by a friend. The images were mainly the memories we had in a workplace, where, I must say, contributed to who I am today - as a person, as a marketer, a writer, an educator, a friend, and a human being.
I can't help but reminisce the past; the time of how we started - all the friendships we built from the ground to up, as well as the rifts and the differences we decided to mature enough to set aside. It was happy, it was sad, it was dramatic, it was fun. It led different emotions and realizations, that up until now if we had the chance, we will go back to it.
But maybe life made us not to go back. Perhaps there is a reason why we cannot change what we did, why we cannot go back to what we have missed, and why we cannot touch what we weren't able to reach.
I was single for quite long and fooled enough to know that there was love everywhere in every form. I had and still have friends who consider me as part of their family; and some, I know, will even take a bullet for me. The feeling is mutual, by the way.
It may be the end of an era as we all have to separate ways (work wise), and we have to grow without each other, only literally. But, it was not the end of the friendship we took so many tears and blood to build. It was just the beginning of every end, the introduction of every conclusion, and the start of every finish.
As we wave goodbye to the stories of the past, we hold on to the memories that led us where we are right now. As we move on from our lives from there on, we are holding on to the friendships, love, and every exact role we have played in each other's lives.
The venue can change but not the friendship. The feelings might fade but never the stories and the memories. As we say each other goodbye, we are moving forward to the future in front of us. No matter how sad and hurtful it might be for all of us, we will see a beautiful sun shining the path where we are supposed to be. And, as we yell our last hurray in the place, we say hello to a new beginning; unsure it may be, but with all new feelings and emotions. And perhaps, new friendship, doors, and even windows.
It could be an end or maybe not really. We will be forever grateful for the family we have built, for the moments of pain, and sorrows, and for the happiness and love we all shared.
Thank you for the place we called home.
I can't help but reminisce the past; the time of how we started - all the friendships we built from the ground to up, as well as the rifts and the differences we decided to mature enough to set aside. It was happy, it was sad, it was dramatic, it was fun. It led different emotions and realizations, that up until now if we had the chance, we will go back to it.
But maybe life made us not to go back. Perhaps there is a reason why we cannot change what we did, why we cannot go back to what we have missed, and why we cannot touch what we weren't able to reach.
I was single for quite long and fooled enough to know that there was love everywhere in every form. I had and still have friends who consider me as part of their family; and some, I know, will even take a bullet for me. The feeling is mutual, by the way.
It may be the end of an era as we all have to separate ways (work wise), and we have to grow without each other, only literally. But, it was not the end of the friendship we took so many tears and blood to build. It was just the beginning of every end, the introduction of every conclusion, and the start of every finish.
As we wave goodbye to the stories of the past, we hold on to the memories that led us where we are right now. As we move on from our lives from there on, we are holding on to the friendships, love, and every exact role we have played in each other's lives.
The venue can change but not the friendship. The feelings might fade but never the stories and the memories. As we say each other goodbye, we are moving forward to the future in front of us. No matter how sad and hurtful it might be for all of us, we will see a beautiful sun shining the path where we are supposed to be. And, as we yell our last hurray in the place, we say hello to a new beginning; unsure it may be, but with all new feelings and emotions. And perhaps, new friendship, doors, and even windows.
It could be an end or maybe not really. We will be forever grateful for the family we have built, for the moments of pain, and sorrows, and for the happiness and love we all shared.
Thank you for the place we called home.
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