I love you. I love you. I love you. I've never been good at saying goodbye. It's hard to know what to say or how to say it. There was that time my mom came to Maine to visit me

before she got on a plane to return 800 miles back to our hometown. I gave her a

hug and said goodbye.

And I'm only a cell phone away.

Okay, okay?

And that time I left my childhood home

with a four sale sign in the front yard.

The place where I grew up and where my family lived for 40 years.

I wrote a letter and said goodbye.

Dear family of the future, I grew up in this house and like any space that

hugs your family as much as this house hugged mine I'm walking out of it with appreciation.

Endings, they happen. They're embedded in this ebb and flow of growing up. They can feel harsh and disappointing.

And they can seem inherently bad. But sometimes they're necessary in order to move on.

Sometimes you have to say goodbye.

Today I'm going to try to find as many ways and as many memories to say the goodbye that's in front of me.

Today, I'm saying goodbye to millennial. A podcast series that documents something that no one teaches you.

A podcast about maneuvering your 20s captured in real time.

A podcast about coming of age.

A podcast that has shaped my life over the past three years. It's surreal but true. It's surreal but true this is the last episode of the show.

This decision was one of the hardest I've ever made. I'd be lying if I told you I didn't cry.

I did. I have. But I just didn't record it. And to be honest, I'm still coming to terms with what it means to

end the show. Even writing this episode has been a struggle.

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