Come sit with me one more time, will you? As old friends, like the kind we are, there’s a space that’s been gifted where words don’t need to be said. That lump in your throat and pit in your stomach? Yeah, I have that too. And without saying a thing, we both know what the other is feeling. We know what is about to happen.
We’re saying goodbye.
As I type those words, I’m flooded with every emotion. For as much as I knew this day was coming, I’m not sure my heart was ready for it. I don’t think we’re ever ready to let go of something that means so much to us. That’s why goodbyes are never easy.
I wanted to be eloquent. I wanted to make my last words to you somehow be the culmination of everything I was feeling. Everything I knew you needed to hear one more time. But friends don’t need eloquence and grandeur, we just need to be honest. So here goes:
I’ll miss you.
I’ll miss the emails where you entrust me with your stories and gift me with the right to speak into them. I’ll miss the comments and encouragement you leave on each post. I’ll miss the way you champion each other. The way you’ve created a “me too” community that has allowed girls to feel free to be themselves, mess and all. I’ll miss the way you’ve challenged me to push myself past my fears and insecurities and embrace a vulnerability I didn’t know I was capable of. Like I said, we’re friends and saying goodbye to someone you love is never easy.
So let’s not try to be brave then. Let’s cry the tears that need to be shed, grieve, and let ourselves be sad for a little while. Because this family we created, it was special. It IS special.
Maybe we’ll never meet this side of heaven. But even if that’s the case, I will carry you with me in my heart always. For you girls and this place has been a treasure and a gift far beyond anything I could have ever known. God is the giver of good things, and this place, it was the best.
And you, my friends, you are warrior women. You are women who know the hard way is the best way. You are fighters for friendship, loyal lovers, deep feelers and beautiful messes. You are light and life-giving and this world, well, it wouldn’t be the same without you. I wouldn’t be the same without you.
So right now, I’m holding you close in my heart, thanking the Lord for the four years we’ve had together and hopeful for the day we can be together again. But, until we meet again, know you are loved and treasured far beyond what you can imagine. And know that even though AGLM is saying goodbye, we’ll always be right here whenever you need us.
With All My Love Friends,