Letters to Tuvia#198 Life’s Complicated (4-7-16)

Dear T,

It’s almost evening and finally I see some sun ,but for me it’s too late to enjoy beyond  this great  view from my windows.  I was up and out early, really early, for my weekly workout with the great Anthony!  He pushed me and  I was working hard and you know, even though  out before 8AM  I was energized. Energized, but I had a day ahead of waiting for Mazda Ramsey to change out my brakes.  It took hours, once I dropped off my car and took a loaner back home to wait… wait for the car… wait to the afternoon forecast of wind and rain and just as I got the call and dressed for winter, I moved  into that predicted windy rain and drove carefully in the loaner back to the familiar New Jersey dealership not far from our life together. Yes, the familiar made it even harder.

My car was waiting for me.  I just had to pull out my Master card, sign to return the loaner and sign to take back my familiar M3…  and in minutes I was I was back in the windy rain and heading home in the opposite direction.

Yes, today I was  feeling the silence…feeling the gloom… tearing up… wishing I was traveling in the opposite direction back to our house, back to you.  Let’s just say this day could have been predicted.  Bad weather these days isn’t just bad weather.  I don’t remember that I dreaded bad weather with you if we didn’t have specific travel plans.

April is not kicking off the way I’d hoped but,  next week Ami, Adi and the kids will arrive in the middle of the week.  By the end of that same week Eliana will turn 2…

This weekend I’ll be interviewing Herbie for a new digital piece.  Sunday morning Christine and I will be out interviewing her sister-in-law on the other end of life for our promotional video.

I just need to get through the next few days…

American Idol Finale tonight, Scandal later… I still have guitar to practice and the sun is still out there…

Hey… I can do this… I can do this, don’t worry my love.  I’m in it for both of us, but I’m  missing you beyond words.

Bonnie S.

 

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4 thoughts

  1. Like the Little Engine That Could, you can do this. One step….and then another…with new brakes ….so you can slow down if you need to!

  2. Rain and cold isolates, sunshine and warmth allows for collaboration. I’ll be watching American Idol tonight too. I have no feelings for either contestant. They both have good voices. So get your guitar practice in, so you can enjoy the shows.

  3. You are going to be thrown these curve balls – price of being a loving person. The days ahead that will be filled with sunshine will return soon and Tuva’s memories will make you smile.

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