End of Things

The end of things is always messier than the beginning of things. Excited to be home. Sad to say goodbye to graduating seniors I may never see again. Sad to say goodbye to my mother, at least for now. She is a graduating senior of a different sort. She deserves even higher honor. Never enough time for all the packing and goodbyes and tying up of loose ends. Looking forward to new beginnings and wishing those I’ve fleetingly crossed paths with the warmest blessings. The race goes on.

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