Quitting

A mentor in our kids’ lives disappeared yesterday.  By that I mean he just didn’t show up to their after-school lesson, after three years of bi-weekly meetings.  Didn’t say ‘Listen, kids, I’ve got something to tell you’, didn’t let us down easy.

Someone else hinted that he’d been having problems, that his wife had up and moved to another county.  We would have never guessed any of that because he seemed so resilient, so quietly satisfied with the general out-workings of his life.

So we’re sad today, in a way we can’t place, exactly.  Because it feels like someone died, but they didn’t.

And we didn’t get to say goodbye.

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