Sunshine’s back, Mia’s probably starting to celebrate her 10th birthday already, but tonight we will be bowling with her. (Pictures coming)
Today should be good. My big report for Andrea’s school district is almost done- draft form of course. It’s now uploaded to Google Docs and hopefully, the revisions will start appearing and I get to see Sandie today after a long hiatus.
There’s a very causual tone to this particular letter, right? I’m taveling comfortably at this moment on my roller coaster, level, far away from the downward slide of my last letter on Sunday. I’m riding in peace for as long as I can because I know it won’t last forever. I’ll be sliding downward when I least expect it, but over the months, I have built in a set of lifesavers…breathing, moving…changing location.
It’s August-the last month of our first year exisitng separatly and it’s still so hard to get used to my life without you . I simply miss you.
My Mantra—I miss you… I miss you… Simple. I miss you.
No worries, I’m not using that as an excuse to back out of my riverboat cruise down the Rhine next week. Nope, I’m set. Suitcases are emptied and open in the study to fill, new clothes/favorite pics- are collecting now on doors. I’m not excited yet, but yes, I will be and it will be great to be traveling with Sharon and Eddie. I won’t have to call Ami in the middle of the night to help me navigate to the airport because the driver didn’t show. Nope, not this time.
My birthday is coming without you here to make the day special. The day after I’m back home from the river, I’ll meet Ami at the cemetery to see your stone, to bring my rose, to recite some ee cummings… Could that experience possibly be something good?
Here’s comes August T. I can feel it…