February 9, 2005
OK… so here I am, sitting in the airport, all packed and ready to go…
It’s about 5:30 am, and the plane boards at 7. > EGAD…!
The day is finally here, and I am a bit numb. The last 24 hours
are a blur of lists and deadlines… I was up at 3am yesterday, and
I think I dozed a couple hours between 5 and 8. Very physical day,
moving tons of boxes and furniture. Last minute things all day,
finishing the animals and ebay, and mending,
cleaning, packing…all of it.
And now I’m here, waiting to begin my journey to my future.
She wondered how she ever got here… Looking ahead, to a future
unknown, yet so full of strange foreign fare. Possibilities loomed…
She’d felt many things in the past 2 months…lately she’d been
saying she felt like the girl on the half shell.
Like a mail order bride. Like Grace Kelly leaving all she’d known,
to be with her man, in a strange country.
All pleasant……all prickly strange.
If it all were true, this would be the last hours of aloneness.
So many years seeing herself alone…how many? 21? Lots of
false starts, lots of maybe – maybe nots….. And now?
Could this be a cosmic joke? The signs were auspicious,
she had to admit.
Could things really just fall properly into place, and aside from
the usual day to day drab realities of really knowing someone,
is it possible, just possible that the two of them were inheriting
some sort of golden egg, laid how long ago, but now fully ripe
and hatching forth a creature of shimmering luminescence,
full of light and ready for action.
To see him finally face to face… His specter prowled
the cove of her heart, and she desperately desired
a peaceful resolution to her longing.
It would be many hours, stops in Chicago and Miami, time changes,
dozing and rousing in that dream state that travel creates…
And by late tomorrow afternoon, they would be together.