This was Old Red on the side of the street yesterday morning. She’s gone now.

 

Some goodbyes take longer than others. They may be dragged out for reasons of necessity, or logistics (as in – “I can’t get rid of Old Red just yet, as we need a place to sit until the new-to-us couch arrives.”). Or a goodbye can be prolonged for reasons of heart (as in – “I can’t get rid of Old Red just yet, as we need a place to sit until the stupid, new-to-us couch arrives. RE-E-E-E-E-E-D!”). Ahem.

 

Whatever the holdup, goodbyes are part of life. We must bid adieu to people, things, relationships, seasons. You name it, it can (and in all eventuality, will) go away at some point. Is that such a bad thing?

 

I don’t think so. Renewal is also a part of life, and it’s lovely. Starting over – with people, things, relationships, seasons – can be uncomfortable, but putting one foot in front of the other usually pays off. I know I’ve yet to be disappointed by a new season. You?

 

For now, I’m starting a new relationship with a sofa. Her name is Water Lily. I think we’re going to get along just swell.

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