I hate goodbye

Last full day at camp with the kids, and I am not looking forward to the next couple of days, it's not the cleaning or the paperwork that I'm dreading, it's the goodbyes. I hate them; to the people I don't like I find them disproportionately sentimental, and to the people I do like, I find them heartwrentching and in adequate. Saying goodbye is not about making you feel better; they are about making the other person feel better. But like anything I suppose I'm best to relax and let what happens happen.