Season of seperation?

Is it really that time of year now? One by one... people that I care about take up jobs, form families away from where I am. The term, "dropping like flies" come to mind but I guess it's not that appropriate to describe the situation.

Is autumn the season of change? of seperation? Where the healthy green leaves turn yellow, red and purple... finally withering away on the earth? Perhaps yes and perhaps no....

Guess life is rather cyclical, just like everything else in nature. Butterflies lay eggs and dies, eggs turn out the larvae, which in turn turn into caterpillars that pupate and finally a new butterfly takes it's place in nature.

Knowing that this cycle exists doesn't make death nor separation feel any better, it just gives it a meaning and reason.

Goodbye and bon voyage my friends... remember whom you left behind! :-P