As we rode, I in the back seat, my oldest and youngest sisters driving and navigating. In the darkness the glow from my handheld reflected on the glass.

It was the end of November. I had made many trips with my sisters, but this was one of the first that my primary duty wasn't driving. So I occupied myself writing. I read a comment that you had posted on one of my pieces and thought how nice.

The darkness yielded to the break of dawn as I responded to your comment. To my surprise you responded to my reply almost instantly. The miles rolled by and we chatted and shared back and forth. Though this wasn't our first exchange, but this particular Thanksgiving morning I found a friend.

I came to look forward to your view of my work. At times, I was able to see my pieces from a different perspective than I had during the writing process.

I can't remember our first exchange. Nor do I recall our last. One day I realized that you were gone. I don't know if I ever really said hello. I hope that one day you will read my goodbye...

Did We Say Goodbye???©
EdwinBrown®™
7/20/16