Somehow it's September! Before this month is over, I will be living in our new home in Champaign, IL.
The movers are set. They have promised to be there early in the day of our closing.
These weeks seem bittersweet. I want to go, but the goodbyes to friends and places are hard.
Sue and I traveled to Parlin Pond in Maine on Labor Day weekend. Dick and I have gone every Labor Day for at least 20 yrs. Both my cousin and my sister have camps on the pond. My cousin's camp belonged to my Grandparents and the whole family spent many happy times there. I can see them all there, my parents, grandparents, my sisters and myself. Sudden death and life changes hadn't found us yet. For me, Parlin Pond is home. The woods I love fiercely. Even as a child, I imagined myself alone in a cabin there, writing a
novel that would astound the world. Still working on that!
So, Sue and I went. We kayaked the whole lake, more than once. I drank in the scenery; the water, the forests, the mountains, the loons, the quiet. This is my place and I share my grandfather's love of it.
I said good bye to my sister. I don't know when I'll see her again. Just the two of us left.
Yesterday there was a reception for me at Westview. Such kind words, such good friends, so many memories. I will carry them with me always-the people and the words.
Once again, I am leaving for a new life. I miss my husband, it will be good to be a family again. Just the way we started out 36 yrs. ago, just the two of us. And of course, three dogs!
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