Good byes

Sometimes life feels like an endless stream of goodbyes, some for a while some longer, some forever. Not something I'm good at or good at accepting graciously. When starting over it's probably better to focus on the new, the future and not on what has been left behind. In all honesty I never fully leave anything or anyone behind. Where ever I go the past is with me. The past and and all those good and bad that made it what it was. Tonight my two grandsons and I went to see a neighbor from the "old" neighborhood. I lived there 15 years before the divorce and moving to a different house in the same community. They were great neighbors and good people. I'll probably never see them again and that saddens me. I promised to keep in touch but it will probably only be once a year at Christmas when I finally get around to writing to everyone I should have written to all year.