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09 March 2014

Saying Goodbye

     Since I was very young, it was difficult for me to say goodbye.  It was embarrassing when a goodbye of importance was about to happen.  I would lose it, actually getting myself so worked up I felt sick.  Two big goodbyes were my brother leaving for the Navy and my sister moving out-of-state the day she got married.  When either of them came home for visits, the inevitable goodbyes hung over me.  I was just too sensitive.  I hated my sensitivity and crying.
     While this cloud lingered through the years, I got to a point when I was able to manage it better, getting a grip on it - most of the time.  I realized that in those early years, I was feeling a sense of abandonment.  As I got older, my sensitivity eased up and I could deal with (significant) goodbyes much better.   Life toughens us up which is a good thing.
     And then a few weeks ago, the pastor of my parish announced he would be leaving.  I sat in my pew, numb.  I realized that tears were falling down my cheeks.  Father Bob was with us for 11 years.  He got us through dark days at St. Lawrence following shocking news about our former pastor.  Father Bob is a kind and gentle priest, restoring our faith and leading us to better days.
     This weekend is his last weekend as our pastor.  At the 8 a.m. mass this morning, Father Bob presided and as he spoke to us, the tears erupted from my eyes because I am going to miss him so much.  I wiped my eyes the rest of the mass.  In line to say goodbye, I cried and felt foolish when I shook his had and said goodbye to our Polish priest and I got to hug him.
     Goodbye, Father Bob.  You've left your mark on the St. Lawrence congregation....and you left your mark on me.   I am a better person because you have opened my eyes.
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1 comment:

Catsngrams said...

What a wonderful man. It is always so hard to say goodbye. I am also very sensitive and the tears come with all sad, happy moments and goodbyes and even happy moments. I guess that is good though. Hope your next pastor will be just as kind.

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