Today is my last day here in Dubai. I would love to say for now but I don’t want to speak too soon.

When my dad surprised me and came to pick me up and take me home with him, I wasn’t sure what to feel. It was on my plans anyway, but it came 2 weeks earlier than scheduled. I had plans, I had booked dates, I had some more things to take care of.

Packing up 2 years of my life here in Dubai wasn’t really hard to do – there isn’t much I have to take and if need be, I could leave it all here and just take one full luggage. It is more of the farewells and the goodbyes that sucks the life out of me.

In a span of 2 days, I have managed to get myself extremely weak and lost for a plan, lost of direction. I just wanted to see friends and people I have been with in this time and spend whatever time I have left with them, although torn as well to be leaving my dad alone in the house doing nothing.

I guess one thing that I realized is that you will never be ready to leave. There will never be a perfect time to do so, and regardless of how much you plan it, you will never, ever be able to say “goodbye” completely.

I pray that plans become concrete and actually happen. I pray that things get better, and I be able to come back soon.. but until then, farewell. 😔

By nicoletres

Born and raised in the Philippines, lived and worked in Dubai, now once again out and about. I'm into PR, events, marketing, fashion and shoes (like that's a totally different thing.)

I welcome challenges, adventures and new experiences with cheese on top. Oh, and I dance!

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