I admit it. I have been in sort of denial about how sad leaving Chile is going to be for me. I am doing this on purpose, for my own emotional well-being. I really really hate saying goodbye. When I was a student here, I spent pretty much the last two months of my seven month stay thinking about leaving and crying a lot. This time, I’ve really been trying to enjoy my time here and not think about leaving. But last night as I watched the season finale of Glee, where everyone was saying goodbye, it really hit me. And when this song was played, a song that was played at my high school graduation, and that my host brother sang at my despedida when I was a student, I couldn’t hold it together. Leaving is going to be hard.