My parents left. Booo. I go through this every time they leave - I have a ritual: I come back to an empty, quiet apartment, and I have two (ok, maybe five) minutes of sad-time, then I'm done. Sigh.. the kitchen will be dark, the living room quieter, until next year again.
Anyway, wanted to share something I read:
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." — M.M.
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