“It’s been a pleasure meeting you,” said the Squirrel. “Have a great journey… and continue noticing those special moments.”
“Always! See you in another time,”replied Bunny.
The Bunny’s journey continued through the dark forest paths again. This time the forest was not whispering, was not guiding. It knew better than anyone, that the forest is giving him the chance of choosing, the chance it asked a while ago. And it was graeteful for that.
Yet there was something that was bothering his mind. This farewall was not an easy one. The Squirrel’s parting had left an imprint—a reminder that our connections end and that some of them will end earlier than we think…
“Funny,” thought the Bunny “Indeed funny and sad. Life is all about “goodbye”-s and “hello”-s.”
Times like this one, reminded him of the old friend, Tortoise. “Movement is not just about distance,” it would said, “but about growth.”
“Goodbyes are also movements. Every goodbye is a seed of a new beginning. Every hello is a bridge between what was and what could be.” thought the Bunny. “We fear goodbyes because they show ending of something. But is it so?
They are transitions. Like the changing of seasons, like the sunset… it’s just the start of something different, and we need to see that.”
A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying the scent of distant adventures. The Bunny realized that each farewell was not a loss, but a transformation. Every “goodbye” was an invitation to something unknown, something potentially wonderful. And this one is not an exception.

“Life,” the Tortoise concluded, “is not about holding on, but about moving forward while carrying the essence of every encounter. Some connections are momentary, some are lifelong, but each leaves its mark.”
As the Bunny prepared to continue its journey, “Yes… Life is all about goodbyes and hellos but sad goodbyes and new hellos… Life is …”
Now it understood that the true adventure was not in the destination, but in the continuous process of meeting, parting, and growing. Each goodbye was a whisper of potential, each hello a promise of discovery.
The path ahead beckoned—mysterious, inviting, endless.


