Growing up, my dad would usually bid farewell saying 'love you bunches!' The most memorable farewells were during my college years. My parents were there to move me in as a freshman and sophomore. My junior year, just my dad traveled with me. After I was all set up, I remember taking a photo memory of him walking down the long hall to leave. I cried thinking about how much I loved him and how I wished we'd be together sooner than later.
Recently, my dad bid farewell to our area and started a new job out of state. This time, the tearing up process has lasted weeks - but I think that's just evidence of how much I love him, bunches! And how I wish I'd be seeing him again sooner than later.