31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 8 #SouthFloridaBound

We said goodbye this morning

Hugged the grands

Waved our waves

Packed the car

Caged the cat.

The daughter who was done

with her goodbyes

came back.

Later said God knew she needed

time alone–with us, with the house

she grew up in.

There were tears

and more hugs

and reminiscing

and more tears

and a temporary imprisonment

in the date-list closet.

Then it was time to go.

No turning back.

 

 

 

 

In This Goodbye

In this beginning
is my end.

In this coming
is my going.

In this going
is my coming.

In this hello
is my goodbye.

In this goodbye
is my hello.

And in this end
is my beginning.