
I guess this leads into my questions as to how to react when your friends move on; especially friends you have come to appreciate in a relatively short period of time. They move forward to explore new opportunities and experience life. Nope, can't blame 'em for that. I have to remember to not lock them just into the time I knew them and allow room for change- that is, unless the next time I see them they approach me with an e-meter to measure my state of electrical characteristics of the static field around my body. I might blame them for that.
Of course my other concern is that i may not see them more than a handful of occasions in the years to come, and surely one time will be many years later when my teeth are rotted and I refer to myself as "Sally"- so how do I express appreciation for the good humor, inclusion and support that has been given to me by a mismatched but perfectly matched team? Finding a balance between sounding cotton candy sweet or in over compensating for, offerng brittle comments instead . Once while writing in yearbooks- not wanting to write farewells such as "I'll miss you" or "you're a great pal", I instead opted for, "you're a crud"or "get lost". This was inspired by a funny Tony Randall Odd Couple episode. In real life, this turned out to be not that funny and no one took my sentiments as sentimental. Or appreciative, although distinctive.
My clarity is this. It's a good thing you do, and you're not a crud. Enjoy the journey. Pay attention to the tide. Don't yell at your passengers. I will miss you very much. Thank you for your friendship {receive virtual high five now}. Also, if a company puts out a collection of Sherman and Peabody stuff, let me know.
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