Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind

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One of us…

Is not going to admit it but he might be getting a little homesick…just a little…made a comment about home…wondered if anyone notices we are gone when we’re gone…

Joked about it…maybe the regulars at the casino…or the servers at the family restaurant…for sure the birds in the back yard and that favorite orange cat of ours…

But other than that…most likely not…

Stopped by a shop in Wimberly…was greeted enthusiastically by staff…browsed a bit…chatted a bit when one suddenly stopped and asked, “Are you locals? I remember you!”…

Nope, not locals…just stop by once a year…

Visited the former home town awhile back…ran into a familiar face…as we said our good-byes he said, a little bemused, “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you.”…

Live somewhere else now…moved three years ago…

And so, it would seem, that famous old saying…out of sight, out of mind, just might ring true…

But for a couple of old folks out having grand adventures…it’s not so much about being remembered but more about HOW you’re remembered…

Which is clear as day in the reaction of those who see you…and suddenly remember…they’d forgotten you…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…