Good Byes
I’m good at Good Bye.
I must have somehow learned the acceptance of the impermanence of life early on when my mother died or perhaps it’s leftover from another life. But make no mistake — I am good at good bye.
When my children were small — I put them on their school bus with a smile and a wave — grateful for their new found social lives and independence. They were becoming humans! Wasn’t that the whole point of…