No poker here. If you are looking for my response to the last post, I put my comments in the comments section. In case it wasn't clear, he had QJ and we chopped.
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Last night I said a final goodbye to an old friend. It was far more emotional than I expected.
I met her a short 5 years ago, back in 2004. She was a little older and showing her age, but still beautiful. Seriously, people would see her and couldn't help staring. Little kids would comment! You ever meet someone that was so uniquely attractive that you felt obligated to say something? It seems awkward after the fact; "Has anyone told you how beautiful...?" If you are the recipient of such a compliment, how do you react? She always responded with silence, but I could tell she was beaming inside and out.
High maintenance doesn't begin to describe her. You know some women who are so naturally beautiful that they don't need make up? Yeah, that wasn't her. In fact, I know she had over $70,000 in surgery just to stay beautiful. Unlike Michael Jackson, every dime spent made her better.
She began wasting away from the inside about 5 months ago. With barely any substance left, she gave up the rest last night. As I lay there saying goodbye, I reviewed all the great times we had together. It is with sadness and love that I said goodbye.
Then I turned off the lights for the last time on Casa Chako, Federal Way.
3 comments:
Obvious but good play anyways.
Hard to say goodbye to 'home.'
Although I feel for you, I also know how amazing the new Casa Chako is going to turn out.
My read? I put you on a 1/2 full glass.
:)
It always feels like you leave a little bit of yourself behind when you move to a new home. It's never easy.
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