My Life, My Year

I am coming up on the one year anniversary of the death of one of my oldest and dearest friends. He and I had been friends for 33 years. It was pointed out to me by another long, long time friend, I knew him longer then I knew my own mother who died when I was only 21. It has not been an easy year and to make matters worst my brother and I have not spoken in the last year either. He hurt my feelings really badly last year and has still not offered an apology and well I have pretty much given up on getting one.

With all of that in mind I still go on and live my life. As you may (or not) know I went to Italy last year in spring and then to Scotland this spring. Traveling is one of the only things that brings me peace. Being someplace new and seeing a part of this world I have not seen yet, feeds my sad soul. It is not that I forget my sorrows it just reminds me there is so much more to life then my personal sorrows. It helps me remember how small my life is compared to the rest of the world. It also reminds me how alone I am on this planet. Not lonely but just alone.

Next year I might not have S to travel with me since her husband is making noise about a family trip, so I am trying to figure out where to go next, possibly alone. Since Jr. high school Peru has called to me and I am considering answering that call. Peru and Bolivia is what I am thinking of, all in one trip. Machu Picchu, Nazca, Lake Titicaca, and Salar de Uyuni (the Bolivian Salt Flats).

Funny but other places calling me are England, France and Turkey. Sure England would be easiest since I speak the language but who know where I will end up next year. I will keep you posted.

I can say this though I hope the coming year is not as sad as the one I just lived.
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2 Responses to “My Life, My Year”

  1. Mrs. E. M Mc Cartney Says:

    Oh Lassie life is far too short to hold grudges.I know,I do and nothing good comes out of it or so I am told. Just had a right Dingdong with my dearest niece. Sorted now but cracks will always show .Your plan sounds great to one who will not venture out the gate now, even with my new power chair. I hope I live to hear all about it. I was showing off the book you all sent to me today and admiration extends further. And so to sleep. I send love spread it. Elinor

  2. Oh Elinor I am not holding a grudge I am just still smarting from the hurt. If I end up in England next year I hope to come up to Scotland just to give you a big kiss on the cheek.

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