The last weeks have, however, deprived Granada of many other beautiful people. Some of the first friends I made in Granada, the first friend I made in Valencia (who followed me to Granada, and what would I have done without her help my first days here?), people I wish I'd gotten to know better, people I share unique experiences with, friends who have helped me, been there for me, made me laugh, invited me into their lives, given me Belgian beer (I still owe you a Norwegian in return!), and contributed to making my first semester as an Erasmus student completely wonderful and unforgettable. I look back with mixed feelings: happiness for being so lucky to get to know you, - and a touch of sadness for not seeing you as often as I could. I look forward with mixed feelings: I'd wish you could stay longer and enjoy the hell out of the whole year here with me, - yet I'm looking forward to meeting knew people all the while keeping in touch with you and hearing about your lives back with family and old friends. Together dreaming about visiting and travelling with each other. Crazy girls!
In the beginning of this week I had a visitor from France. A couchsurfer with many interesting stories and experiences, - and many wise words. Besides cooking and caring for me after my night in Hell - spending Saturday night running to and from the bathroom vomiting - he reminded my that we can't stay best friends with everyone. You have to let people go in order to let in others. The Chinese said that. He's lived in China for 5 years and is now slowly making his way back home to family and the friends who've stuck. I know that it's true. But that won't stop me from trying to keep in touch and stay friends, - even if huge distances and differences will guide us our separate ways. Our hearts are like the surface of the moon - no, I don't mean cold and lifeless - but in the way that a footprint left by someone will stay preserved forever. Friends will always stick, - if not forever than at least in that tiny part of history you were with them and made footprints in the moon dust.
We've written and said many words of good bye and good luck to each other. Many words of praise and love. If we meet again as friends or strangers; if we loose touch and forget each others' voices, or if we keep in touch and send photos of each others' families; we will have been important to each other here and now. You have been important to me. Some words have gone lost between us, which at times makes me a bit sad. But in the end - no matter how it will look - the most important words will stay: for a small, yet immensely important part of my life you were my friends, you shaped my, you opened my eyes, you challenged me, and I loved you.
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