So the movie Jerry Maquire comes to mind this morning..in my work life and personal life..

with my buddy retiring

and

a divorce in minutes

I feel like that cute little kid with the spiked hair and glasses sitting in the cab of that truck when he and his mom were about to move to San Diego..the kid looks straight ahead, unemotional, as Jerry tells him goodbye..

The kid says, "go, just go"

so I say to Kim..

"Go...just go"