A weekend of goodbyes

This weekend some family and friends visited our home to bid goodbye before I head to the "frozen north" and it got me thinking about the act of saying goodbye. Sometimes it feels like the only thing I'm doing is saying goodbye to someone, something, some place. I'm not trying to suggest that bidding farewell to those people and places one loves isn't important, but wouldn't it be a much more positive thing to practice saying hello. So here it goes... Hello Fargo!