Such Sweet Sorrow

You’ll recognize the line from Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet,” that bitter-sweet romance so appealing to teenagers and adults alike — “parting is such sweet sorrow.”romeo4

Saying goodbye to people you love, like or have grown close to is much like that – sweet and sorrowful at the same time.

The Banditas have been saying goodbye, so long, farewell all month long to our devoted and faithful readers, even though we know the Banditas aren’t going too far away from social media.  We’ll be here on the blog telling you about our news and contests, releases and special offers, as well as hosting guest authors.  We know how many of you rely on our guests to offer you the latest and greatest works of romantic fiction, so we don’t want to do away with that feature of the Lair.

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As for me, saying goodbye is like Romeo Montague’s emotion – sweet and sorrowful.  I’ve had to say goodbye many times in my long life.  My dad was a military man and we lived all over the country as well as abroad for many years.  When I left for college I moved from east coast to west coast and lost all my high school friends.  Ten and twenty-year reunions didn’t help much.220px-Romeo_Juliet

I lived in Utah and Idaho before moving to California in 1970, and although I’m a dyed-in-the-wool Californian now, I’ve lived in Modesto, Clovis and Sacramento, up and down the San Joaquin Valley.

My children left for college, moved out on their own, or married so that was a painful part of saying goodbye, too.  Now the next generation of my family has left for college, too, another goodbye.

My favorite “goodbye scene” in literature comes from Margaret Mitchell’s classic “Gone with the Wind.”  I like it for its ambiguity.  Scarlett says goodbye to Rhett.  He’s leaving her – finally and forever in his mind – but her last thoughts are that she’s sure she can get him back.  She’ll think about it tomorrow.

I’ve said goodbye to many of my favorite and classic TV series:  Friends, Seinfeld, and Cheers.  I’m always sad to see a beloved series end, delighted when they don’t overstay their welcome, and very happy when they go into syndication for me to watch over and over.  Right now I’m binge-watching “Friends,” and love the laughing out loud antics, physical comedy, and wry humor of this ground-breaking television series.

Saying goodbye can be painful and sad, but I like to think it always offers a new opportunity.  A chance for people to try new places, new people, and new adventures.  So we hope you’ll come with us Banditas on our new adventures on Facebook.

What about you?  What moments were your happiest or saddest moments of saying goodbye?  Breakup with a boyfriend?  Graduation from high school?  Family move?  New career?  Dish, Bandita Buddies, and tell us the sweet and the sorrow of your experiences.

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  • flchen1 says:

    Aw… I’ve definitely seen quite a few wonderful group blogs come and go, and some fabulous authors join and leave these blogs… At the time they happened, breaking up was horridly sad… but I’m thankful in retrospect 😀 And graduations and births are definite highs, while deaths are generally lows. Gotta recognize that life’s full of both though, and enjoy the journey!

    • Jo Robertson says:

      Yes, Fedora, as they say the only sure thing is death and taxes. I agree that the best legacy we can leave is a life well lived and actions self-examined.

      Yah, you get the rooster. I wonder if the person who’s first tomorrow gets to keep him (tee hee)!

  • Jane says:

    Hello Jo,
    I definitely get sad when family or friends move away and knowing we won’t be seeing them as often as we used to. I’ve felt excited and sad when I changed jobs. Excited to start a new path and sad to leave all the coworkers and friends I’ve made at work.

    • Jo Robertson says:

      I’d be so sad if my children moved away. Six of the seven live in my area. While being close to family sometimes puts you too much in their business, it’s such a blessing.

      We always get antsy for a KK Day — our daughter Kennan who lives in New Jersey — so we pool our resources and fly her out. Everyone wants a piece of her LOL.

      • Jo Robertson says:

        Oh, and wanted to say, we can keep in touch with our families of birth — and should — but sometimes it’s really hard to keep in touch with best friends who move away.

  • Amy Conley says:

    Really? After my first major breakdown of all those I’ve said good-bye too in too short of a time?

    The best hellos are few and far between, but the absolute best, saying hello to a new grandbaby. Hopefully I’ll get at least one more shot at it.

    • Jo Robertson says:

      I’m so with you on the grandbaby thing, Amy. We’ll have one more — due April 18, a baby girl — and I’m so excited!! Everyone else has decided their family is large enough. I guess we could be having the great grands pretty soon though!

  • Helen says:

    Jo

    So many times that I have said goodbye as well but I agree that often creates new beginings and new friendships one of my actually two of my daughters are moving house in three weeks one and extra 40 mins away and the other one 4 hours away and my youngest has just moved out for a few months as well so things are changing her and of course two of my grandchildren now live her with us so yep life goes on and we keep smiling and I know I will still be in touch with everyone 🙂

    Have Fun
    Helen

    • Jo Robertson says:

      I’m sure you’ll keep in close touch with your family, Helen. Four hours isn’t too bad a drive. Hope you can make it often or they can come to you.

      One sure thing about life is change and we can grow from it, I think.

  • ki pha says:

    So long Jo until next time indeed. It has been fun but we all have to move on to bigger and better futures.

    As for me saying goodbye isn’t really in my life. Well, in books most definitely when a great story or series ends but I know I can always go back and re-read them, even if it won’t be the same. But as for real life, I’ve had very few of them. Unfortunately I’ll have to say a happy but bittersweet goodbye to a great friend this summer as we both move to a brighter future Across the world. It’s going to be very sad and lonely because she’s the only friend I see regularly and won’t be there to see her off ob her day since I’ll be across the world by then, and then when I return, she’ll be the o be across the world. (〒︿〒)

    • Jo Robertson says:

      Oh, no, so far away, Ki Pha. That might be a hard transition.

      I agree with saying “goodbye” to a book series. The longest series I’ve read is J.D. Robb’s In Death. I’m reading the lastest one — Obsession in Death right now and was wondering how I’d handle it if she decided to kill off Roarke. Surely not!!! The universe would tilt upside down!

  • Mozette says:

    I was with a sweetheart of a guy called Daniel. He treated me right, loved me to bits and we lived together for over 6 months at Runcorn here in Brisbane with another flatmate – John.

    Daniel nearly proposed… instead of getting closer to me, he took off to Roma in Central Queensland to ‘visit his folks for a while’.

    This was supposed to be only for 3 weeks, but he stayed out there for 2 years, working for the railway. His folks told him that if he wanted to keep me, he had to make a choice: get me to live somewhere nearby and go home to me every night, or break it off and let me go.

    He wouldn’t make the decision.

    One night, I called him up and asked him if we could move to Toowoomba (this is a city 4 hours between both Roma and Brisbane)and he said no. I told him that he had to make a choice: live in Toowoomba with me, or I’d leave him at the end of the phone call.

    He made a bad decision… and left me. I loved him so much. His family and his buddies wondered what the hell he was thinking.

    Now, we’re good friends. He’s a single Dad with a young son (to somebody else) and he has since told me he’s regretted leaving me because he couldn’t find another just like me….

    Strange thing, though… a lot of guys I’ve dated have said that very thing to me after we split and they’ve dated somebody else and came back to see me.

    So, I must be a one of a kind… God really must have done something special when he made me… or am I just weird? 😛

    • Jo Robertson says:

      Well, he certainly had a sense of humor, Mozette. But they say it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. I believe that, and it sounds like you’ve had the experience several times. Their loss, I say.

      • Mozette says:

        How true. Mum has been saying to me lately that I’ll find somebody in my life… however I’d like to know when.

        I’m over 40 and I don’t want to be getting on too late in my years before I can share my life with that special somebody.

        Or is this The Big Guy Upstair’s idea of a practical joke to some of us humans… let some of us find somebody, some of us get used a lot and some of us are kept just out of reach of love? If so, I don’t find it funny… it’s mean. 🙁

  • Debbie Oxier says:

    Saying goodbye to my brother when he passed in 2006. Having been born with a rare bone disease, he was bedridden a good deal of his life , in and out of hospitals, and near the end in constant pain. Extremely intelligent, having spent hours reading and watching The History Channel, The Discovery Channel, The nightly news, documentaries, etc., He could take on the entire family in Trivial Pursuit at one time and easily win. In spite of his challenges, he never became a victim of his disease and was always reaching out to help others in time of need. While it was difficult saying goodbye, those of us who loved him and knew all he’d been through, could also find joy in the fact he was no longer suffering. Now we have precious memories of our time together to look back on with fondness.

    • Jo Robertson says:

      Debbie, I’m so sorry for your loss, but what great memories to have of your brother. Wasn’t it Hemingway who said, “Guts is grace under pressure”? And it sounds like your brother was a special person who graced all of your family’s lives.

  • Saying goodbye to this blog in its original form will be bittersweet, but the Banditas are doing it right. Keeping the blogspot up and using it for debuts and other activities means we will always have a place to visit each other – sort of like going to grandma’s house for a family reunion. And being able to see each other on Facebook and other places helps.

    I think saying goodbye to my father when he passed away was probably the hardest thing I have ever done. No matter where I was in the world I always called my Dad on Sunday afternoon to catch up with him. I really miss those Sunday afternoon talks and when he died I realized I would never have that opportunity again.

    I hated to see The Goddess Blogs break up as the community there was much like the community here. Fortunately many of the people in that community are also here or on Facebook.

    • Jo Robertson says:

      The loss of a parent is a very hard thing, isn’t it Louisa? I think only the loss of a child would surpass that. Dr. Big’s and my parents are all gone and we still miss them.

      And my sweet baby Tyler, my grandchild who died at 5 months. That was so very sad.

  • Hi Jo –

    I hate good-byes. I’m the one that lingers when everyone else is gone. I think my saddest, sweetest goodbyes were when I was dating my husband. He lived in Cleveland and I lived in Cincinnati – opposite ends of the state. Even when I lived on campus at OSU, Cleveland was still two and a half hours away. We saw each other as we could – for a good three years. But each parting – at the bus station, at my house or his, or at school was bittersweet and utterly heart-wrenching. LOL – never want to repeat those years.

    But as you mentioned, we’ll be around and available through social media and the blog for all the important moments in an author’s life.

    • Jo Robertson says:

      That’s hard, Donna. When Dr. Big was my finance, we lived the summer apart, me in my hometown of Hopewell, Virginia, and he doing construction work in California. Long, long distance for what seemed forever to young people newly in love.

  • Kaelee says:

    I hate saying goodbye to a good blog. I think the hardest was when Love is Like an Exploding Cigar imploded. I’m going to miss all the regulars here but I’m really grateful that a few of the Bandits are lingering. I’m not going on Facebook so I will catch up with all of you if and when you visit here.

  • Jo, I also hate goodbyes. I’ll miss your regular posts but will see you around the Web, of course.

    The two happiest goodbyes I’ve had were my graduation from college and my final move of stuff out of my parents’ house and into my own place. When I graduated, the horizon was open before me, and all the people I was leaving behind or who were going along different paths also had open horizons. It was optimistic and cheerful.

    I got along fine with my parents, but there was something about having my own place, even though I was renting, not buying, that I really loved.

  • Aw, Jo…It is a bit sorrowful saying goodbye to those we’re close to, isn’t it? BTW, Leonard Whiting was the first naked male behind I ever saw…at the ripe old age of 13 in that rendition of Romeo and Juliet. Oh my! Imagine my 8th grade English teacher’s mortification!! hehehe

    The saddest goodbye…I think it was the day the Jazzman and I moved our family from Ohio to Florida. I’d lived within 5 miles of my parents and sister my entire life. Same town, same friends, same church. So, here we were moving 1200 miles away. That was sad, even though it was a grand adventure for us.

  • Pissenlit says:

    Awww…goodbyes are sad. But a goodbye also means a hello to new things! …Change. *grump* 🙂

    Ya know, I can’t remember if I’ve read Romeo and Juliet. I know the story. But I know I don’t like it so I wouldn’t have read it on my own. I know it wasn’t one of the plays i read in English class but I recall reading something in one of my classes once…but I’m not entirely certain it was the actual original play. Heh.

  • Jo Robertson says:

    Hi, Pissenlit, there are 2 film versions of Romeo and Juliet; one came out in the late 60’s or early 70’s, Zeferrelli’s (sp?) and then the later one featured Claire Danes and Leonardo DiCaprio — both were excellent. Maybe you watched one of them?

    We hope to “see” you a lot on FB and Twitter; we’re not going very far :-))

    • Pissenlit says:

      Nope! I know that I’ve definitely never watched any movie version of Romeo and Juliet. Well, I think I saw a clip or two of the Danes and DiCaprio version in a class . Yeeeeaaah…very very not my kinda movie.

      Happy early fake birthday! 😀

  • Jo Robertson says:

    Just wanted to say that tomorrow’s my “fake” birthday since there’s no February 29 in 2015. I’ll be celebrating it by attending my local RWA chapter meeting and then going out to lunch with my husband. My fave – fillet mignon!