Shedding a tear and moving on

Leaving all you know and love behind, picking up and continuing on your journey... I thought it would be easier. But as the days roll by and my migration to Bermuda seems ever more imminent and real, I realize that it's not. Saying goodbye to FX, my good friend from France, was tough. Tougher than any goodbye I've had to make. It seemed so much more permanent than other difficult goodbyes I've had to make (and I have made a few!). Hopefully it will be no more permanent than the other 3 we've had, but.... A tougher, even more permanent and life changing goodbye approaches though, faster and sooner than I thought it ever would. I always though that saying goodbye to PEI, my friends, my extending family, and everything that I've known for almost 17 years would come as a relief. I have always been so disdainful of the island, but now, so close to the end, it seems that I am succumbing to vertigo, and I'm wasting my last few moments here. Seeing with new eyes, smelling with unprejudiced nose, feeling with fresh hands... Prince Edward Island is where my heart is, and it's where it will stay, at least for the time being.