So, word got around about our loss this week. There I am in the grocery store when a teacher from the kids' school stopped me in the soup aisle and somberly acknowledged that she heard the news about Domino the gerbil. She's not even one of my kids' teachers.
I'm going to miss this small town. And that is the truth. As we look for our new house I keep checking the small towns just as much as the big ones. Today I had coffee with friends and saw several other people I knew -- two of whom I would see again later in the day at the grocery store. That's just how it is here. You see the same people at all the places and while at times it would be nice to be invisible the familiar feels good, too.