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I spent some time reflecting on loss, growth, healing and moving on this past week. February is sometimes hard.

February of 2024 taught me not to get too comfortable as some of those close to me continued to deal with some tough stuff.

I lost a couple of good friends, gained a couple of angels, saw some former students, lost another first cousin and heard some not-so-good news about a couple of other friends, as well. 

I texted a good friend. "We're droppin' like flies," I said. He responded. "Because we are old." "Well, you are," I said.

This life. It's wonderful and messy, sweet and humbling, harsh and kind. 

I'm not giving up. It's not my nature.

I'm ready to go fishing.