I had to say good bye today to a good friend. While I did not know him long, our relationship grew quickly and found itself cemented in daily rituals. He was there when I woke, and there when I slept. He helped keep me warm on windy days.
Unfortunately, my wife did not have the same opinion and due to some extraordinary circumstances on her end, I listened to her.
I shaved my moustache today. Granted, I only started growing it in late October, but in the last couple of weeks it was a staple on my face. No longer can my students raise their hands and say: “I moust-ache you a question.” It is a sad day, but I am already beginning growth on another. I am just afraid it will not be ready for the hard cold months ahead.