For Every Wave that Comes Ashore
As, this week flies by, I am working the last couple of days of an eight day in a row stint, to have five days off in a row. I am approaching a huge life changing month. It includes moving out of my house, and my 62nd birthday being celebrated. It is what we call in Art : "juxtaposition" at it's best. It feels surreal, but it is going to happen. I have mixed emotions which is what is making it hard. But, I am ready to move on. I wasn't put in this position, by having a choice. Actually, circumstances happened to me, to tell me this will be the best decision I have ever made in my life. I am taking back the steering wheel, and I don't have to worry about which way to turn any more. It is clear what I have to do to live the best life within my reach. And, baby, there is no doubt about it. I am reaching up to touch the sky! In August, Glen and I have been married for thirty nine years. We have been separated for three months, now. I have written a few...