A friend sent this to me saying, “I watched it thinking of our home and the changes & struggles we may be facing. I cried a little… I’m afraid. I see a culture and a way of life being pushed out & I can’t be angry because it’s righting a wrong.  [But] I don’t want this to be “our song”.”

Me, neither.

I cried a little too.  Watching beautiful things pass away is hard. No matter what happens, change is coming.  It might even be good but I’ll miss what was.