Hi! If you haven't noticed, it has been a very long time since i last posted! I am so so sorry! I have been so busy lately, and you know what? Let me just go back to the beginning. September 24, 2014, our family moved back to Anderson, South Carolina from Chiang Mai, Thailand. This was probably one of the hardest moments of my life. My four friends came to the airport to send us off, and i can't remember the last time i cried so hard. Some friends will forget about you after you leave, but not these four. They still remain to be some of the best friends ever. I called this post "Precious Memories" because that's what memories are. Everyday, another memory of Thailand and some of the things that happened there pops up in my mind. Even though the airport memory is sad and makes me cry almost every time i think about it, it's still something i'll cherish forever. That night at the airport, Asia, Kate, Mikayla, Zoe, and I were given a little bit of extra time since dad was having trouble getting some extra baggage checked in. (not going into the details of that little problem). But for about an hour, the five of us stood around, took pictures, acted crazy, just like nothing was going to happen. It was normal. But the entire time, i knew what was coming. I knew what was about to happen. But instead of being depressed during that time, i cherished it. I enjoyed the moment, because pretty soon, it would be gone. When it came time to go through security, my friends knew they couldn't go any further. Asia left before we went upstairs, so therefore i wasn't crying just yet when i said goodbye to her, but i was almost there! Once we were upstairs, I looked at them and didn't say a word. We all knew what was next. We knew what was about to happen. We took one last picture together and then came the tears. Zoe and Mikayla both hugged my neck and told me they would miss me. I was crying hard by this point. Then it was Kate's turn. She and i had been best friends for nearly two years. I started bawling on her shoulder and for the first time, she was crying too. When I pulled away, I don't even know if they heard me say goodbye and how much i was gonna miss them. I picked up my bags and walked through security. After security, a glass wall separates you from the rest of the airport. My friends were standing behind that wall crying and waving. I looked back and wondered what i was doing. Why was i doing this? We went through customs or immigration, whatever you want to call it. Once you go through there, you're technically no longer in thailand, you're just in the airport. I looked back once more and they were gone. I had left everything i had ever known. Later on the airplane, i read all of their letters to me and wondered what i was doing. Maybe I was leaving them, but I had memories. I had something to hold onto forever! The memories of terrible ice skating, hot days in my room, photo shoots in the park, being plumb crazy together at 2 AM, and just plain having fun! I have something that will stay with me forever! And Maybe one day i will see them again, but until that day, i just keep holding onto those precious memories, because that's all i have left!
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AuthorI, Kristin Rutledge, am a 15 year old teenager living in South Carolina and enjoying life. Archives
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