Admitting Defeat

It’s been a good life, for the most part.

There aren’t many out there who can say this, but I truly mean it: I have served my purpose.

I don’t mean to be morbid, but I’m ready.  There was never really a better time than now.

I’m going to end this.

When I think of all of the wonderful times we’ve shared together I count myself so lucky – Zambia, Botswana, those long afternoons, the sun beat down so hard.  I think it’s what I was truly made for!  Okay, well technically that’s not true, if I really think about it… That’s exactly the opposite of what I was made for, but I loved it all the same.

I’ve never been busier than during my time here in New Zealand. It’s been an absolute blast, but I’m weathered for sure.

I’m not offended about the lack of demand for me anymore.  I’ve come to terms with it and I think it’s for the best that I go quietly, no fuss.

I know I’ll be remembered for my better days, and I’d prefer that, than to allow myself to deteriorate any further.  And I know, in my heart of hearts, I’ll always be remembered as one of the greats.

It’s a sad day, truly.  But I’m happy just knowing I was able to make an impact.  If not on the world then at least on one person, and sometimes two, in extreme circumstances.

I guess all that’s left to say is, goodbye world…

The Rusty Umbrella

A contribution to the series “Observations of an Inanimate Object” 

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