As the countdown continues we have begun to wax a bit nostalgic. Even though, as I said before, we don’t tend to look back too much, it has been difficult to not to take notice of the lasts and firsts.
For example, last night we had a wonderful dinner with some dear friends, fellow travelers all. While the notion of a last dinner together never occurred to us, we did take notice that it was the last Saturday night we would spend in this country for quite some time to come. And as we walked out to our car we glimpsed up at the almost full moon – our last on this side of the Atlantic for a while.
But as we were briefly sentimental, our thoughts quickly became positive. The next full moon we would see would be somewhere over France. We will mark it as a first among so many that we will greet on this adventure.
Just as when I retired, the things that will be missed most are the people. Of course, those people that we count as friends we will miss the most. But I have always felt that good friends always pick up where they left off, no matter the time that has passed or the distance that is between us. On the other hand we hope to develop more friendships as we travel, adventures of a different sort.
Lasts and firsts, hmmmm. There is only one constant in life – everything changes.