That Fergie song about leaving keeps playing every time I turn on the radio...
Last night my friends Scott, Scott and Cal had me over to the Scotts house in Glenwood Park/Epcot (kidding guys!) for a going away dinner. I took three bottles of really wonderful Trefethen wine that I had been saving for seven years for a special occasion, and this was the perfect evening to uncork them. We ate an outstanding home-cooked dinner (served on the silver and the best china, no less), looked at pictures, listened to music, talked about life, laughed, and...yep...got a little teary eyed. They gave me a great going away present that will serve as a daily reminder of the irreplaceable friends I have made here.
Today is my last day in Atlanta. A bit of the sadness has set in, realizing it is all happening. I could go on and on, but....I have to pack.
Never good-bye, just see you soon.
