Tonight we closed at our group. I’ve felt for a while that we didn’t need to be there anymore, but we loved the people, and Hope insisted she did need it, so… But a couple groups ago we got two new families, and it was so crowded I decided we needed to make room. Death goes on, after all.
I cried, of course. I practically bawled at the things some of the facilitators said about Hope. It’s just not that often people say nice things about her.
So I’m all done, right? A new chapter, and all that?
We’ll see.