Bye bye

One of Noah's old friend's from the "brown playground." She is moving away. I don't think Noah really remembered her. But nonetheless I kind of feel sad. I've been feeling sad about a lot of goodbye's recently where as before I simply accepted it. I guess it has to do with the fact that these are my kids friends and in a way I'm, living again through them, in a way that I never even bothered to live through my own experiences. As if living vicariously was something more than actual living. I don't know that's just my theory.