... are probably one of the hardest things to say, especially after you have spent an intense weekend with a group of people who you dearly love but do not see often, due to the geographical distances, various commitments, the general busyness of life ... Such weekends always remind me of the scene in "Snoopy, Come Home", in which Charlie Brown said the following wise words, while looking at the abandoned dog-house of Snoopy:
"Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like, and just stay together forever. Someone would leave. Someone would always leave, and then we have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. You know what I need? I need more 'hellos'."
I wonder why too ... maybe that is the answer to our sadness sometimes ...
