Thursday, April 1, 2010

Letting Go

(NOTE: This post has been edited from the original post)
A couple of very dear friends are moving away.  Not together, not even at the same time, nor anywhere near the same place--in fact, in completely opposite directions.  But far away.  A plane ride away.  One soon and one a little further down the road. 

Good friends are not just a dime a dozen.  It takes awhile for a friendship to take on that special level of trust, intimacy, and love.  When feeling sentimental, isn't it nice to listen to the old songs from the Great American Songbook?

4 comments:

troutbirder said...

There are, of course, far worse ways of losing friends than moving. Still it is a kind of loss. At 93 my dad kept telling me all his friends were dead. It was a while before I learned he had a girlfriend. :)

Becky Stauffer said...

Oh, I so agree. And it will certainly give me an excuse to hop on a plane now and then. That is such a sweet story about your dad. It gives hope to us all.

Michael said...

A wonderful song and so appropriate Becky....Ive decided my brain cells will go exactly the way of Philip Larkin....see my blog.

Nicholas V. said...

Great song!
parting is such sweet sorrow...