Walking in the door to a tired face that I rudely woke up by existing, then a big stretch and either a drive-by or a shift from one nap spot to another. Hey Old Man.
It seems like a silly little thing, a part of life you are so used to doing that you can't imagine not doing it until it is gone.
I have said hello and goodbye a lot in my life; yes we moved but I am also the type who doesn't talk to strangers rather, they are just people I haven't met yet. I like to say hi to people as I am out and about with a smile as you never know who might need it. I might not be a touchy feely person but I do love a smile or a wave.
These past few years, my family and friends have had to say goodbye far too much. Some goodbyes are for people to take on their next adventure and those goodbyes are full of adventure and intrigue. These goodbyes, while sometimes heartbreaking, have a silver lining as I love when people get to take a next step. The final goodbyes can have a silver lining but it doesn't make them any less painful for those of us still here. The silver lining is harder to celebrate and can be impossible to see.
Just like saying hi to people with a smile to feeling a connection, the final goodbyes are mine to experience in my own way too. I believe in God, I believe he is waiting in heaven to embrace us and let us know how loved we are, how lucky we are to be chosen as one of his children. I know when we say a final goodbye there is something waiting to embrace those whom we are saying goodbye to, there is something better than a smile.
I know that there are times you have to let go, it is the right and kind thing to do - it is a smile in its own right.
But then those times sneak in where I just want to say 'That's a big stretch!' one more time.
