Impossible is a word I've had to remove from my vocabulary over the last few years. Almost all my core beliefs have been shaken, so even though this is all a little weird, I've kind of learned to roll with it.
It helps that I was in Breck for the last two years. We saw a lot of people come and go. Sometimes they remembered us, sometimes they didn't. Having that happen here, too, isn't really much of a surprise. Besides, I've lived through worse
You learn to just kind of roll with it after awhile. At least here, leaving is a choice. You don't have to worry about the people you love just randomly disappearing without warning.