Three years is a short time to build a perpetual machine. However, we did it. Three years of heartaches, of joy, of love. Three years of laying the foundation of a strong edifice that can withstand the tempests of time. We have done it, I know we did. So, even though a couple have gone/will go to a different country, through the powers of technology, we can ultimately communicate with them. That's no problem. They will still feel the warmth and the love. They'll miss us physically, but we all are emotionally attached to our "moshie" umbillical cord we did not dare to shed after being expelled from the MaSci uterus that housed us for three years.
This promise of neverending connection with the ones who will leave us is not the thing that saddens me deeply. Because of a more extravagant, more special event (their departure), we sometimes forget the less visible but the equally important people in our lives. Why would we value the people who will never leave us? Why bother? They would still be there forever and ever... And so we think.
I am not saying that we should not make the people who are leaving (or who have left) less special. I am even proposing the contrary. Let us not only value those who will leave us but also those who are left here with us.
Truly, we sometimess look too far. We're here. We need you.
