My finance brain struggles to describe what happened in the nine months after that, but today my heart is sad for me. I will miss you - the jewelry shopping and show-and-tell, the smoke breaks, the good lunches, the long talks, the spa appointments, and your partnership at work too... with training, Toastmasters, leadership, my team's development, and my own. You have been a great friend, and an inspiring mentor. You've tackled the both personal and professional challenges with poise and grace and embraced the joys with enthusiasm and a spirit of adventure. You've never judged my limitations while at the same time pushing us both to be/do better. Thank you for being a part of my life here and sharing a part of yourself. I am happy for you that you are headed home - to your husband and with (I hope) a proud sense on all you have accomplished and conquered. I am proud of you. I wish you all the best in everything that is yet to come, and will see you soon. I will remember you.
Sometimes the friendship and bond with other expats rocks - it's indescribable. But this part sucks.
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