Someone else in my inner circle is leaving. Fortunately, he’ll never be more than a phone call or an e-mail away… this one isn’t going anywhere that I can’t talk to him and get an unmistakable answer in return. Also, he isn’t leaving for at least three months.

So I know it’s not exactly the same. But he’s one of my greatest friends, a kindred soul, and he is leaving. Moving on to bigger and better things, looking for something and someplace that’s a better fit for his spirit.

I am all for people moving on to the next thing. We can’t stay in one place forever. But I get the feeling I’m standing at the water’s edge, watching the fleet deploy one ship at a time. And all I can do is wave my hanky and pace the dock, and wonder how the hell come this keeps happening.