I have to warn you: I'm having a lot of nostalgia issues lately, and pretty soon they're going to leak into this blog.
I'm also turning into our friend Bob, voted Most Likely to Cry During a Young Life Function twelve years running. I'm at graduation—getting misty. I'm in church—teary. I'm interviewing a pastor candidate—blinking a lot and losing the battle anyway. I'm telling my daughter we have to say goodbye to everyone for a long time and it will be sad, and I'm the one who needs a hug. You can imagine the disaster that was me reading Aaron's final church newsletter column.
We're three weeks away, and I still don't know how to say goodbye.
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3 comments:
:( I get all teary just reading it!
I love you.
oh, i can feel that all the way through the interwebs. hang in there... it's a testament to how connected, and loved, you are that it's so very hard to leave.
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