moving....

So MR moved today. At noon. He and all he had is now in a pickup truck moving swiftly toward Suwanee. We spent last night hanging out and packed, talked, got burgers and slept. It was nice to have most of his final moments. We rested on each other.

With him gone, the house will take on a darker dynamic. There's myself, PE, and RM now for a couple of weeks before he heads to Tuscon. At that point, it will be myself and RM. I'm not looking forward to having that much alone time.

I think there was something real between myself and MR and that will work for now. He asked for a memory of me and I gave him a bracelet he wanted for a while. Having that, I hope he treasures that. I'm glad I got to know him -- good, bad, and ugly. It was good. I'll miss him a lot.

At the same time, I'm not sad. This was the next step and I am glad he took it. He needs to be where he is going now for a while. To reconnect. To heal a wound. He'll always have me if he wants; that's friendship.

For me, this is one of many moments that will be upon me soon where I will have to let go... continuously.