Saying Farewell
Now and then when a guest is leaving I’ve a strong urge to plead with them–write me, call me, contact me. SOME HOW let me know how your life turns out. As innkeepers, of a small two room and charming cottage, we get to meet people who are willing to share a part of themselves with us. They leave behind a lasting footprint, not literately. But, you know what I mean.
I find myself hoping for them. It’s enriching. I wonder, maybe it’s the not knowing that makes it magic. (As I was shooting this photo Eric was calling out, ‘it’s for her blog’).
If you are wondering what it feels like to share your home with strangers, here’s one explanation that comes from an old saying. “My so-and-so never knew a stranger”. As an innkeeper it’s sort of like that, at least for me it is. Most people seem familiar to me. I should, maybe, perhaps, greet people with, “I thought you would never get here”!
