Saying goodbyes..

Is sad...



At times like this, it feels enough (and maybe more) to state the obvious. I went this morning and said farewell to Pieta who has become an intensely close friend over the last year.

I'm tearing up right now. Don't laugh.

And it was so hard to imagine not being able to meet her for coffee, or to sit again on her back porch, in the glow of pink Xmas lights...

But we have a plan, since she's planning a move to Menphis... we'll meet at the Atlanta to Memphis halfway point, which sits on a two lane (we got out an Atlas) in the town of Cullman Alabama.

Because departure and adventure are close cousins.

Also departure and return.

So tomorrow, Dave and Hassle and I will climb into the front of my truck, and return or depart or adventure...

At least as far as Louisville, where there's a pet-friendly motel!

Wish me luck.