So T, I’m back at Shalom Mountain( It has nothing to do with Jews or religion, just the word itself and its unique meaning: hello, goodbye, peace etc.) But it has everything to do with what would make you very uncomfortable and me… well yes at first I’m uncomfortable but I’m getting more comfortable even with the remnants of this head cold.
I’m sure that you remember that I’ve been here before, just before we met. Just at that moment when I shut the door on sadness and opened a new one, complete with a welcome mat just for you to make your mark as you entered into my life and transformed it. And now I’m back here trying to make sense of where I am without your presence.
I drove up the Thruway, up 17 and as I passed exit 113 I slowed down ready to move off onto 209, but no I kept going…. I didn’t want to but…. I did…
It’s a small group for this weekend and that makes things cozier…
It will be good for me and that’s all you would want. What’s good for me is what’s good for you… could it be that simple?
I smell coffee and with the help of NPR and internet I did sleep last night.
Here’s to day 1.