As we start the fall months and enter the month of October where ghouls and goblins will hit the streets at the end of the month on October 31st, I begin a new life once again. This time – I’m back on my own after living three years with a friend from high school since my move from the Pacific Northwest in late 2016.
With another chapter written into my adulthood, I can’t remember which chapter is being written anymore? Evidently, I’ve lost count as I’ve already seen the James Caan, Marcia Mason movie, “Chapter Two” a zillion times again and again – “geez Louise, where has the time gone after all these years?”
It was just a matter of time before the realities of life settled in, two years after I left home for the second time in life. It came with an unexpected twist with the passing of my Mother, last fall. It wasn’t something that was planned from the beginning, it was something that was planned by God himself – “a testament of reality, that suddenly turned the tables on mine and my family’s life.”
“A bummer,” I should say – but a testimonial of one’s patience with life and reality. Suddenly an essence. The agony that tested the wills of life and that of my family, I endured more questions than answers, which never really solved the true myths of gathering the answer, “why?”
To this very day, the puzzle still remains a mystery to a point, where I may never know the real answer, except to what was on her final thoughts and the final wishes she had on her bucket list before her ultimate passing to another realm called, Heaven.
When I started writing this story in early September of last month, things were looking pretty gloomy in the weather forecast of life. I stumbled among the great waves of thought trying to figure out, where I stood and in my journey with Cancer – even though the battle continues and the riddles of life are still being written, as life continues daily.
I’ve yet to see the calm of the storm, as I feel the ocean breezes swirling down among the Great Lakes, which evidently makes your thoughts travel afar and bringing the greatest joys of life, each and every day as I continue to cherish life into my middle ages. I couldn’t have been much happier nor overwhelmed than I have ever been in my entire life. I’m blessed to still be here enjoying life’s greatest journeys as I once again venture into life on my own, away from home, family, and friends in the Pacific Northwest, the journey just never stops does it?
Thinking of just that as the journey continues, maybe it’s time for one of those great tasting cigars? I know, I know, I shouldn’t be smoking with stupid cancer, but hey having of those rolled-up tobacco sticks sounds like a refreshing taste that I can use from time to time. Perhaps my friends back home can send me some awesome cigar care packages? Hint, hint guys!
Until next time, that’s a wrap for this edition. Be safe, safe drive safely and be good to each other. Adios.