Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Thoughts - November 21, 2016

“Farewell has a sweet sound of reluctance. Good-by is short and final, a word with teeth sharp to bite through the string that ties past to the future.”
― John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent.
We all have to part from friends and loved ones many times in our lives. Sometimes it is easier than others. When it is death, we delve deep into our faith and beliefs and hang onto the promises of reunions. Other times, it may be a move to another country or states away. Or it might be a matter of marriage or school or the military or other employment. There remains the hope of future meetings. A break-up of hearts can be wrenching. Decades ago, I read most the writings of Steinbeck. The gem above has remained a favorite quote and I often whisper under my breath, "Fare thee well, my friend." At one point, I realized I was saying it for myself as much as for the other person. Such is the sting of goodbyes. (a share from myself, from another year, but I think it's worth reading one more time, perhaps!?) - Beth Almond Ford

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