It served many a purpose over the years.
Went through several transitions.
Made it through 17 years.
Was there for me in parts of my 20's, all of my 30's and most of my 40's.
An oldie but a goodie.
It's time had come though.
Tattered and faded. Fraying at the edges. No longer recognizable.
Some say I probably waited too long. Maybe.
Knowing when to say good-bye is a delicate walk on a balance beam.
Knowing when to let go is the hardest task to tackle.
Moving on.
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