Where have I been?
It has been quite some time since I posted anything. I've been going through a long period of feeling I had nothing to say that anyone would care to read. Still not sure that isn't true, but am feeling more confident to express myself. So I shall try to get back into writing and posting on a regular basis. Doing so is truly good for me and hopefully provides something for at least one other.
A few weeks back I made a trip to Brooklyn, NY for a visit with my long time friend, S. We haven't seen each other in about 20 years, though we have kept in touch. Having done a similar re-connect with childhood next-door-neighbor/best friend P and it having been an absolute success, I wasn't anxious about how this visit would go.
We've known each other for almost 45 years and have been through so many of life's ups and downs together. I was confident our bond was so established that years apart would just slip away. And they did. I pulled into the driveway, S came out to greet me, we looked at each other, gave each other a bear hug of welcome, and whoosh, it was as if I had been there just last week for a visit.
Our time together was a delight. We talked, and talked, and talked. Everyone one of my dear friends is special and I have been blessed to have a number of them. S has been with me through marriage, an emotionally wrenching divorce, regaining my self-confidence as a woman, and embarking on an actual career. She has comforted my anguish, applauded my successes and laughed with me at my foolishness. I can only hope I have been as good a friend to her as she to me.
When driving there and back I was bitten by the "road trip" bug. Being in the car and on the road for a long journey I was remembering my trip to Nova Scotia and how exciting that was. So, I do need to plan another excursion, but that will take some time and might not happen for many months. What I decided while driving was that, when going on a journey, if not pressed for time, I would not take the usual direct highway route, rather I would take other parkways and back roads and do "mini road trips" whenever I could.
So I have found my voice again and regained my sense to explore. As I do so I will keep a record here.
A few weeks back I made a trip to Brooklyn, NY for a visit with my long time friend, S. We haven't seen each other in about 20 years, though we have kept in touch. Having done a similar re-connect with childhood next-door-neighbor/best friend P and it having been an absolute success, I wasn't anxious about how this visit would go.
We've known each other for almost 45 years and have been through so many of life's ups and downs together. I was confident our bond was so established that years apart would just slip away. And they did. I pulled into the driveway, S came out to greet me, we looked at each other, gave each other a bear hug of welcome, and whoosh, it was as if I had been there just last week for a visit.
Our time together was a delight. We talked, and talked, and talked. Everyone one of my dear friends is special and I have been blessed to have a number of them. S has been with me through marriage, an emotionally wrenching divorce, regaining my self-confidence as a woman, and embarking on an actual career. She has comforted my anguish, applauded my successes and laughed with me at my foolishness. I can only hope I have been as good a friend to her as she to me.
When driving there and back I was bitten by the "road trip" bug. Being in the car and on the road for a long journey I was remembering my trip to Nova Scotia and how exciting that was. So, I do need to plan another excursion, but that will take some time and might not happen for many months. What I decided while driving was that, when going on a journey, if not pressed for time, I would not take the usual direct highway route, rather I would take other parkways and back roads and do "mini road trips" whenever I could.
So I have found my voice again and regained my sense to explore. As I do so I will keep a record here.
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