My great uncle died. And a couple of weeks earlier, my friend Gary died.
It is, in part, a function of my age. I have passed the half-century mark. I know more people in the latter half of their lives.
My husband says: "ad 120"- to 120! to which I add, please God, in good health mentally and physically-- but even by that measure, he has started the second half of his life.
So farewells and goodbyes become more important to me.
Goodbye.
I heard, or read, once that "goodbye" is "God-be-with-ye".
I say I love you more often. I am making time to be with those I love.
God-be-with-you.
May you be well, and you be well. May we each fare well- until we meet again.
