Certain things are definitive. They define someone or some situation.
A line in the sand.
These things mark where you are at this very point in your life. From here, you can't retrace the steps backward. Forward is your only direction.
But there is always that line. You can look back at it and remember being there.
Today I put an envelope in the mailbox. Inside was the notice to our current landlords that we will be moving out of our Wisconsin apartment within 60 days.
It feels like one of those definitive things.
A line in the sand.
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