I have never liked saying goodbye. I avoid it when I can. Goodbye seems so finite, so final. One never knows when I will come this way again. My time in southern Oregon has been a gift to myself. Permission to take a breather, to do a personal inventory, to take a look at where I'm going and where I've been. A blessing indeed. As I move away from this place I take with me the gifts I've received during my stay here. I will always hold them close to my heart.
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