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The Goodbye

This last month had gone by so quickly, I spent all of my extra time packing and making sure I had everything I needed to get to Sweden. I had finished working at the diner two weeks ago, after we had closed my boss and a few staff members brought me out a cake to wish me farewell and safe travels, it was nice of them. I had also cleared out my room in my apartment, moving most of my things back to my parents house, I decided it would be easier to leave almost all of my furniture here and just buy what I needed when I got to Gothenburg with the money I had been saving. My parents brought my airplane ticket and paid for my extra luggage as an early Christmas present, it was only a few boxes, just clothes, books and other small items I wanted or needed to take. I had been staying at my parents for my last few days in Australia, all the furniture I wasn't taking with me was back in my old room.

Tonight was my last night here and we had gone out to dinner at my favorite Chinese restaurant, it was expensive here but luckily for me I had a somewhat rich Dad. We ate and talked, mostly they reminisced about all they embarasing things I did when I was younger, I didn't mind hearing their storys, they always made me laugh. After we all had ran out of things to say and the resturant was close to closing my mother pulled out a package from under the table, I hadn't noticed it at all, she must of snuck it in while I was in the bathroom.

"You're father and I wanted to give you something as a going away present, and we want you to know that if at anytime you want to come home just call and we will arrange a flight for you" My mum knew I was an adult and that I could take care of myself but I don't think she will ever be able to stop worrying about me, that's just who she was.

"I know mum, I'll be fine" I smiled reassuringly to her as she handed me the present, I opened it quickly, I always loved getting gifts. Inside was a photo album, full of all different pictures, some from my childhood in Sweden, some more recent, I flicked through all the pages, every photo brought back a memory that made me smile. Then there was a page of just photos of me and Felix, as soon as I seen his face I shut the album, not wanting my broken heart ruin this moment with my parents.

"This is amazing! Thank you so much" I jumped out of my seat and ran around the table to give both of them a hug and kiss on the cheek.

We left soon after that, I carried my photo album, still looking at all the pictures. I showered and went straight to bed, I had to get up early for my flight tomorrow, all my boxes where already packed in dad's car, I had my comfy outfit ready to wear for my long plane ride and my carry-on was ready at the foot of my bed, now with the addition of my album. It felt like hours before I finally drifted off to sleep and then it was like I had only been asleep for a few minutes when my alarm woke me up again. I was in a mad rush to get ready, wash my face, brush my teeth, get dressed, check I had everything in my bag for the hundredth time, eat breakfast, and of coarse my mum and dad where already dressed and waiting for me when I got to the kitchen. It didn't take me long of finish eating and then we where in the car driving to the airport, I checked in on time and said my goodbyes to my parents, mum and I both cried, I had never seen my father cry and I don't think I ever will but I knew he would miss me just as much as mum. It took about an hour from the time I checked in to the time I was in my seat on the plane, I was in first class and as soon as the plane was in the air I got comfortable for the thirty hour flight.