Happy days die...but some survive

Today is the last day in Canada. In 3 hours I'm going to drive to the airport and have to say goodbye to my loved family and to the town. The town I spend almost 4 fantastic and excited weeks. It was such a good time. But I didn't just go shopping or visit sights. It was also a helpfull time, to sort my thoughts, to overcome things and just to talk to my family and get new views. Views about who I am and who I want to become. It was great and I don't really want to go home. But I have to. Sure I am happy that I will see the persons and the things I love, again...but.. it's difficult to let this good time go. I don't know if I should laugh or cry. But now, I guess that I can't see clear. Soon I will sit in the plane, alone... and I hope that there won't be problems at the airport and that I'll take it to change the planes or to orient myself. But I took it on the flight to Canada and now I will take it on the flight back. But some doubts are always there. Well, now, I need some time on my own, to look back, think about the last weeks and to say goodbye to my family =(
But...I just let it slide...

See you soon in Germany!