It’s Not Goodbye

We’re actually the same height, ya’ll. I was on the sidewalk, she was in the grass on a slope. Hilarious.

 

I am writing this blog post very quietly. If I use anything, but a whisper, my voice will crack and I’ll be a blubbering mess again.

Our friends Sarah, Kevin, and their son Mr. A moved away today.

They are driving from Washington DC all the way to their new home in Seattle, Washington. One extreme corner of this country for another. Of course, in the near future, we ourselves will be packing up and heading in the opposite direction clear across the Atlantic Ocean.

But as I said to Sarah this morning — partly teasing, partly being selfishly honest — this whole farewell business would have been a lot easier for me if we left first. Continue reading