My mind wrapped itself around the task at hand; rolling out 40 mini-quiche pie crusts. . . then I saw it.
An envelope lay on the counter containing a single photo.
I wanted to open it and look, but who needs one printed picture when so many fill my memories. Countless football games, movies, dinners, belly'n up to a bar, beers, wine (did I hear a bottle of champagne pop?) tv show discussions, discussions in general, about anything and everything. . .
A week from today one of my most dear friends will take a one way trip to St. Petersburg, Florida. I know she is looking forward to this new chapter in her life and while I am excited beyond words for her, I will miss her more than I've been willing to comprehend.
And this morning as I prepare for her "going away" party, I fully comprehend the purpose of my tasks and it is much much harder than I'd thought.
I know true friends never say "Good-bye". . .