“Goodbye? On no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – A. A. Milne
I’ve spent the past three days saying goodbye to a friend who was part of my former life. He was woven into my life when I was middle, high school and college me. And although I’ve not seen or heard from him since those days, his passing opened a quiet chamber tucked away in the heart of grown up, married and mother me.
How do we begin making sense of losing friends and loved ones too early while still we are navigating our life’s journeys? Instinctively I reached out to those friends who were part of our fun loving, adventurous group from long ago. Our reconnecting is transforming-as we reminisce through our tears I no longer sit in my current surroundings, instead I’m walking along halls and streets and friend’s homes I’d long since forgotten. My brain flashes with…
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