Sunday, June 3, 2007

Bidding farewell with Brazilian pizza

Tonight was lovely—I went over to the house where João is staying, where we met up with Salomão and his wife Amalia (who’s in town for the weekend) and had João’s famous Brazilian-style pizza. During our months living together, he made it all the time, but hasn’t for a while because things have gotten pretty busy and stressful around here—but he did tonight in part as a thanks and goodbye to me for my time here. I’m going to miss João, and Salomão, and so many people—that’s the one problem with going to so many beautiful places and growing to love so many beautiful people, is coming to the moment when you have to say goodbye.

1 comment:

Kristy said...

I hear ya'--that's happening to me now, as I say goodbye to friends and roommates that meant a lot to me here. It's almost like opening up new wounds for me, since I didn't expect to be back, and I said my farewells earlier last month. Bittersweet, really, because on one hand, I can rejoice in the fact that seeing them again is an unexpected blessing, and sad because I have to say goodbye all over again. Especially my roommies, Angie, and Tristian, whom I've mentoined to you before. Saying "goodbye," instead of trying to mollify it with a "see you later" hurts--I think it's the only way to truly celebrate a relationship for what it was, though. Then (as I've found out this time around), the occasion is even more joyous if you ever *do* meet again.