This Is It. My Final Goodbye Of The Month.

Melissa Smith
Aug 27, 2017 · 2 min read

July 26 — Another cold, rainy day in Berlin. At this point I’ve simply come to expect it. My final full day in the city and I won’t be going out and enjoying any place. I only want to leave. It would have been nice to see my favorite barista today when I got my coffee he wasn’t there.

I wished I could have told him what he meant to me. That may sound strange, but for someone like me his service made a huge difference. I wanted so badly to tell him how he was the highlight of my days. He should know how something as simple as remembering me and my order made me feel amazing. I wanted to tell him he had a positive impact on my life simply by being himself. This was supposed to be the part of my day where I didn’t have to say goodbye, rather express my sincere gratitude.

My final goodbye of the month is coming tonight. A dear friend, former roommate, and fellow Roamer is leaving. I’ve known this day was coming and have been dreading it. Now it’s here. In our goodbyes I was reminded of our how much I love our friendship.

Back home I don’t have refrigerator friends. You know, the kind who are so close they come over and can open your fridge without asking and no one thinks it’s strange. My sister has tons of refrigerator friends. Living out in the country doesn’t help my cause either. I don’t have many friends nearby.

Me and this friend are that close. We made our own dinners and she brought hers to cook at my place. The kitchen is only big enough for one person so we yell through the apartment and laugh. Three months. This is us after three months.

Sure, one of those months we lived together. Still, it’s more about the way we get one another. I never leave a conversation and wonder if I should or shouldn’t have said something. It’s easy. It’s supposed to be this easy.

When it’s time for the evening to end there was sadness. Then there was the moment we both realized we’ll see each other back in the States. It seems like a long time but it will go by fast.

On a rainy night in Berlin we said our goodbyes and hugged in a movie drama setting. I watched her cab drive off until the taillights faded and reminded myself for many months on this trip I didn’t have anyone like her in my life. Saying goodbye after three months wasn’t ideal but she is.

My end of day gratitude:

  1. No more goodbyes this month.
  2. Making such a great friend.
  3. Leaving Berlin and the cold weather behind soon.

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World traveler. Virtual Assistant Matchmaker. Remote Work Consultant. Entrepreneur. Bestselling Author. Mother. Sister. Daughter. Human. Everybody is somebody.

My Year As A “Roamer”

The daily life of a human while working and living in 12 countries in 12 months in 2017.

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