Goodbye. Part II.

St. Louis.

You are:

the first time a call to one another wasn't long distance;

the place we arrived knowing only each other;

the place where Kyle realized how manic taking a (second) bar exam would make me;

the place where I realized what the words 'busy' and 'school' mean when they come out of an architect's mouth (Phew!);

the place where we joined our homes and our hearts;

the place where we made great friends, where we were reminded again and again how wonderful it is to be in a home filled with laughter and joy, good friends and good food - even if it isn't your home;

the place where we welcomed our Little Olive.

We love you. We will visit.

We will miss you.