Anything created ends
There is nothing more constant than change. You’d think a worn out cliché like this one would lose its currency, but change – especially other people’s change – makes me incredibly nostalgic for the way things were. Adella the Storyteller transitioned. Tommy will sell his Bay Saint Louis house. Tin’s buddy will move to Virginia. Leo will not be cutting the grass at the Hall anymore. Why is this news uncomfortable? Cancelling, postponing, moving, saying…