Good-Bye

I'm 38 and there are two women whom I would ever call 'best friend.' One woman I've known since I was 8 years old and the other woman I have known for 6 1/2 years. I have shared many firsts, lasts, births, and deaths with these women.

Beverly, my friend of 30 years lives in Washington State. I said good-bye to her when I was 15. It is strange to think that for most of our friendship we have been apart.

Anne, my friend of 6 1/2 years is moving to North Carolina with her fab family to support her husband as they plant a church. I am excited for them. I can see God's hand in almost every aspect of their journey to this point.

But I gotta ask: Who on earth decided to put the word 'good' in front of bye? Hmmm??? While what they are going to IS good, the leaving part really sucks for everyone involved.

So begins the grieving process and the adjustment to a new normal for my relationship with my beloved best friend.