{"id":4996,"date":"2026-05-01T21:49:14","date_gmt":"2026-05-01T21:49:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tmbglobal.news\/index.php\/2026\/05\/01\/the-goodbyes-b-side\/"},"modified":"2026-05-01T21:49:16","modified_gmt":"2026-05-01T21:49:16","slug":"the-goodbyes-b-side","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tmbglobal.news\/index.php\/2026\/05\/01\/the-goodbyes-b-side\/","title":{"rendered":"The Goodbyes B-Side"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Everything comes to an end. It\u2019s the natural order of things \u2014\u00a0a looming inevitability, constantly plaguing the beauty of the present. Goodbyes are our solution to this problem. A way to mark the transition from middle to end. To come to terms with the ever-changing nature of our lives.<\/p>\n

Sometimes, goodbyes are about control. Choosing when to leave or what we wish to remember. A practice in intentional living. Other times, they\u2019re about release. Letting go of something, letting nature run its course. A powerful way of closing a chapter.<\/p>\n

Often, they\u2019re rushed. A quick \u201cbye\u201d as you run out the door, a wave from the other side of the street. A realization that this may be the last time you see someone, but still the words just won\u2019t come.<\/p>\n

In the Goodbyes B-Side, Michigan Daily Arts writers search for those final words. They find the art that guides them through a parting or keeps them from leaving. They reminisce, relive and relinquish.<\/p>\n