I would've never thought 6 or 7 years ago, that I would be one of those people I used to see at restaurants having dinner w/ a friend and sharing a bottle of wine...that whole concept just seemed so farfetched. But last night, it happened. My, how life continues to move on and surprise me at every turn. Another one of my very close friends is leaving to pursue her life-long goals and moving away. It makes me sad whenever one of my close friends leave...and it's not forever...but it's still sad. I don't necessarily spend lots of time with them, nor do we talk all the time, but knowing that we could when we wanted to, more or less, was very comforting and a luxury I never took for granted...but now that comfort is being taken away. Of course, I think it's just a transitional state that I go experience, almost ritually, everytime a part of my life moves a little out of normal "hang out" distance. But deep down inside, I know that our friendship will continue to grow, regardless of distance. But yeah, dinner and wine...who would've thunk it?