Packing up day in Bournemouth. I can remember the 7th of September last year when we all loaded into the house with fresh smiles on our faces and dreams of the coming year living independently; optimistically refusing to believe that our days were numbered. But to quote Arcade Fire:
Though we knew this day would come
Still it took us by surprise...
None of us were ready to move out and be separated. We discussed it over our final dinner at Nando's how we have all individually developed over the last ten months. Confidence to face the world was by far the most common quality discussed with regards to Mark, Lucy, Jamie and myself and I whole-heartedly agree. The atmosphere in the house during packing and cleaning was not miserable however, just quiet and thoughtful. Each of us were probably looking at various rooms of the house and recalling foreign memories of cheerful moments shared with friends which became family. Birthdays and Christmas were celebrated together in this house, now it will feel alien to be apart from the company of eachother during times of great joy; 'I wish I could share this moment with Mark or Jamie' will be a common thought of mine over the coming months.
But it has been a cracking year which has provided myself with life experience that I wouldn't trade for anything. But sometimes the best lessons are learnt alongside a little bit of heartbreak.
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