I received a wonderful new messenger bag for a gift and I decided to sketch my old bag. My old bag has been a wonderful friend. Over the years, I ignored my friend then embraced. I forgot my friend then remembered. Every goodbye had a hello.
This current goodbye is lingering…however, it is underlined with hope. In the future, I could find my friend through happenstance rummaging through an old collection of things. Yes, I am not ridding myself of my bag….just placing it aside for the moment.
The saddest goodbyes are partings without a whisper of hope for a hello.
