At risk of sounding considerably human, I’m about to say something less than profound: Saying goodbye is never easy. I’ve never been much good at it (depending on the scenario) and embarrassingly enough a cheese filled line reminiscent of those in sappy movies will try to slip out at the crucial moment. Let it be clear that though my departure lines may be hokey, the memories and people I love in both La Crosse and Minnesota will not and cannot be forgotten. The range of communication options are so vast in our era, it would be nearly impossible to actually turn my back on the wonderful people I’ve met, grown up with and built relationships with. These people have helped shape the person I’ve become today; a person I’m very proud of and comfortable being. More than the fear of knowing no one in a new environment, having no job, apartment, or phone, the thought of leaving such a good group of folks behind forces me to call my decision into question more than anything else. I couldn’t have visited enough people and said enough goodbyes before my departure. My sincere apologies if I didn’t get to give you a bear hug before I left.
I all too well understand that comfort zones are, well just that: REAL COMFY! I really don’t want to and was never meant to live in them. I thank everyone who understands this and supports my ambition to explore and change my circumstances. I’ve got a lot of life to live, tons of mistakes to be made, and so so so much learning to do. I thank everyone who has helped me get this far. You will be missed dearly.
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