tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012890060597301427.post805332895179774407..comments2023-12-28T22:21:25.620+13:00Comments on Migrant Emotions - Become a more settled migrant - Read The Book: Ten tips for easier goodbyes part 3Ellie Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18211146735505866671noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012890060597301427.post-45835632528937461722015-05-09T18:18:59.042+12:002015-05-09T18:18:59.042+12:00Sorry to hear about your great grandmother Margare...Sorry to hear about your great grandmother Margaret. Goodbyes are often hard. Perhaps you can commemorate her dying in another way. Toast her life at a meal, go for a walk remembering her, tell a friend all about her, have a flower and or a candle in your room to help you remember her. I wish you well and I'm sure she would have loved you to have a great life.Ellie Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18211146735505866671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5012890060597301427.post-29089485454253202652015-05-09T05:45:10.432+12:002015-05-09T05:45:10.432+12:00#8 always makes things easier. This is the first t...#8 always makes things easier. This is the first time in my life where I've been having to say many goodbyes. A few months ago, I cried in public for the first time (I'm a very reserved person when it comes to emotions) while I was saying goodbye to someone. I then proceeded to beat myself up about it for WEEKS instead of just accepting that I was sad, I didn't want to say goodbye, and I cried. I spent the whole day with the pre-leaving tension, acting sour instead of just enjoying the day. <br /><br />Saying goodbye for my mother was easier (she spent a year in London in college, and says she would have stayed if it wasn't for my dad), but for my father, not so much. When I came to Spain, my dad decided that he was going to come drop me off in Madrid and stay in Madrid at a hotel for one week...Well meaning, but bad idea. A goodbye that dragged along for a week didn't make things any easier on him! <br /><br />My great grandmother died suddenly last week, and I wasn't able to go to the funeral and the rest of my family was. By the time I found out she was dying, she wasn't able to speak to anyone (I tried to call and say goodbye). I wish I had called her before I had left to say goodbye, and I didn't. Now I can't get that chance back and i'm experiencing a lot of regret. I think it's important to not skip out on saying goodbyes even if you are like me and avoid things you do not want to do.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13814967913790651090noreply@blogger.com