She said, “I am always the one that sees others off. One day it will be my turn to go away.”
I said, “I don’t want to stay where I am all the time. That’s why I have to leave.”
We’d dreamed of flying away, but you made it earlier than me. Much as we long for the opportunity to leave, we realize right before departure that courage is indispensable in our moving on.
Going away is not a form of escape. Instead, it’s a journey on which you have to come face to face with yourself. Let the wind and rain wash away your impetuosity, and you’ll eventually see what you are after.