One ending

I had to put my letterpress up for sale for a few reasons recently and it really sucks to say the least. I had lots of interest with people making plans to come from D.C. and Chicago but today a young girl from southern Ohio beat them all.

She met me at the studio with her grandpa, a man who had spent 40 years being a printer and a man who reminded me so dearly of my own grandpa that it hurt watching them together. They came together to check out the press and ended up making me an offer on the spot- something I totally was not expecting. Not only did they come with an offer, they came with an empty van so in a matter of 2 hours a chapter of my life closed unexpectedly. I know I only had the letterpress for a few short years, but I loved her (her name was Linda) and I thought we would have more time together. The same could be said for a lot of things in life so make sure you appreciate all you love while you still have it. Objects, people, even the plans you had for them because anything can end without your permission and once they’re gone they’re gone.

As they were leaving her grandpa turned to me and almost whispered a small simple sentence that hit me right in the heart like a train I could never have seen coming. “We all move on don’t we?”