But now it's Sunday in August, the last of our programs have a bow tied on them, and it's time for a departure back to Syracuse for a 2nd interview and to maintain the livelihood he has up there (with a shift from the school where he's been working for several years).
We had a final beach day, and even with the sun out, the winds were too heavy making paddle-boarding a bit tricky. We got to hang with Patrick, Stephanie, Kaitlyn, Dominik, and the kids, but are vision of serene water time was stolen by Tropical Storm Debbie still passing through.
My word to Abu is that he's approaching the age I was when I returned to Syracuse to earn a doctorate, thankful to meet him and his brother the second semester. Phew. Life changes so quickly....usually for the better (but I'm prepared it can go the other way).
Great food, awesome company, much laughter, tremendous singing, and so many flashbacks to memories and memories and memories.
And we had summer '24 to share the Olympics (with commentary)(hilarious).
It will be a still Mt. Pleasant again once he departs and I'll have to adjust to the t.v. never being on and the house always being eerily quiet, but it's something that comes naturally to me. It's my t.v. who always misses him most, especially repeat shows of Family Feud or Big Bang Theory.
So many years...so many memories...with me since the beginning to CWP-Fairfield and witness to every step along the way. Here's to new corners being turned and the possibilities from taking risks. We are both ready and deserving of something much, much better.
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