Saying goodbye.

It’s hard to believe just how many things change when you’re not paying attention.  Having moved to Florida two years ago, I left behind all the places that meant the world to me during the first thirty years of my life.  From the park I used to play in to the shops I’d frequent to the schools I learned at, etc etc.  I think about all those places often and always just sort of assumed I’d have a chance to go again whenever I went back home.  In the last few weeks, I’ve learned that at least two of those places will no longer be there by the time that happens.

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