We were traveling light in the early morning darkness as Jimmy and I made the twenty minute trip across town to the surgical center. No luggage; no taxies; no airports; just blind faith (the usual for cataract patients) today’s journey would be blessedly uneventful.
Yes, life is a journey. No news there. No surprises either; by all accounts the journey has thus far been beautiful, frightening, humbling, exhilarating, and fairly predictable. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Well, truth be told, I would have welcomed a few more hours of sleep (I am not a morning person) before commencing this latest leg of the journey.
Jimmy and I were the first to arrive. I watched a dozen follow in our footsteps. Two by two patient and chauffeur filed into the reception room, an ark of sorts on this rainy September morning. I wasn’t sure what the world was coming to, but apparently most of the inhabitants over 65 had gotten word of the darkness descending on our world. If they were anything like Jimmy, they were delighted at the prospect of sailing to much sunnier shores.
It was all over just after the sun made her debut. We were home again before most of the world had even had a chance to fully engage another beautiful albeit rainy day. I counted my blessings with each raindrop that fell.
It is indeed a blessing sharing the journey with my friend and lover, with my husband Jim.
Yes, life is a journey. No news there. No surprises either; by all accounts the journey has thus far been beautiful, frightening, humbling, exhilarating, and fairly predictable. I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Well, truth be told, I would have welcomed a few more hours of sleep (I am not a morning person) before commencing this latest leg of the journey.
Jimmy and I were the first to arrive. I watched a dozen follow in our footsteps. Two by two patient and chauffeur filed into the reception room, an ark of sorts on this rainy September morning. I wasn’t sure what the world was coming to, but apparently most of the inhabitants over 65 had gotten word of the darkness descending on our world. If they were anything like Jimmy, they were delighted at the prospect of sailing to much sunnier shores.
It was all over just after the sun made her debut. We were home again before most of the world had even had a chance to fully engage another beautiful albeit rainy day. I counted my blessings with each raindrop that fell.
It is indeed a blessing sharing the journey with my friend and lover, with my husband Jim.
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