Endings are hard.
I’ve been going through a rigorous class with a group of 10 other women.
Some of us have become friends.
All of us have formed a bond.
We have had a month of “lasts”.
Tomorrow is graduation.
We are done.
The strings have been cut, and it is time to fly or fall.
I will miss these ladies.
I will still cheer them on from afar.
Endings are hard.
I don’t want to say goodbye.
But, we must move forward.
I am grateful for our shared experiences.
