I was hoping to see her twice before I left, but I was only able to see her once. We met halfway because they're doing work on their house. We had lunch and went to the aquarium. I had reservations about having my last visit be an outing like that, but I had a really good time.
I gave her a few gifts before leaving. I wanted to cry. I was reminded of the first time I ever said goodbye to her- also in a parking lot. She started to get sad, too, but I told her that when I did visit, I'd be able to stay longer. I'll see her in September. I want to go home for Thanksgiving so I don't miss our annual tradition, but I don't know how to convince my husband.