Hello friends. At this very moment I am sipping on a glass of Pinot Grigio by Sutter Home. GOOD STUFF! I'm sitting here actually thinking about the contents of the writing projects I'm working on. I'm also thinking about how I sooooooooooooo miss my friends, co-workers, and acquaintances along the highways and byways of this great country. I miss the snow storms and white outs and temps so cold, it became an advisory to expose skin for more than 30 minutes. I miss the airports and delays and shuttles and short term parking in Dallas, Houston, Chicago, Boston, Atlanta, New York, Memphis, Phoenix, Minneapolis, Philadelphia, Denver, and Omaha. I'm sure I've missed a few. I miss the cities and countries and mountains and hills, and people of different cultures, race and structure. I miss the Maine lobster in Maine, the walks along Manhattan and the somber feeling of the atmosphere one year after the towers fell. I miss the country roads and the farms and strangers taking me in their homes and cooking me steak dinners and seeing tractor pulls for the first time. I miss hearing high school children talk about feeding the chickens every morning and milking the cows before school. (much admirable to see young people so disciplined)
I miss the sand storms, and the thunderstorms just outside my hotel window as the winds blew so hard it hailed golf balls. I miss the Cajun cooking in the hotels feeding staff of two or three because they had never had the taste of Louisiana – while being over a thousand miles from Cajun land (home). I miss having to wear the long winter coat, hat, gloves and scarf and waterproof shoes just to go to the grocery store.
I miss the visits to the Mall of America, the stroll along Virginia Beach and staring at the huge Nova Scotia cruise ship just before it sailed to sea as it sat on the Atlantic Ocean. I miss the interstates 55, 65, 40, 95, 85, 44, 35, 10 west, 70 and 80, to name a few.
I've only scratched the surface here. There are so many memories and I am grateful and blessed to have endured the wonderful experience of these things and more during my travels. Always being an adventurous type, this just makes me proud to have traveled thus far.
If you're new to my blog, please dig through the archives and travel back with me as I took you there.
I realize now that I was creating history. I didn't realize the importance of the experience until now when it hit me that I've… been places and have seen life's wonders through many things. I'm honored. I know it was planned and here I am. As that chapter has closed, the livelihood of the experience is forever embedded in my soul.
I'm also thinking about the here and now. How I'm indulging in the arts. How I'm connecting to another chapter in my life. How I'm reaching out to find the ultimate purpose of my well-being. I believe it all plays a part of my existence. And again, I'm thankful.
I think I'm just having a moment. There's never enough time in a day to absorb it all.
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