I’m gazing at the beauty of creation through the windows of Hemlock House. The retreat for the youth group has gone well and all are enjoying the free time before the last session.
It’s been six months and it is quite fitting to be in the Poconos. We came here most weekends for several summers to take the boat out on Lake Wallenpaupack. We’d stay at the same little motel each time and Hot Dog Johnny’s was always a beacon of “almost there”. So much has changed since then.
So much has changed in the last sixth months. I no longer run a writing lab. I miss the people very much but my blood pressure and back muscles do not miss the stress. I am enjoying my new job. The pace is calmer and I can focus on one task at a time. I enjoy the challenges of the job and my new coworkers are quite nice, quite welcoming.
People that I never thought I would see again are back in my life. And I am the better for it. They have brought a new happiness and love into our family in ways we could not have imagined.
And so I sit with a sense of peace looking at majestic views through the windows of Hemlock House. I will have to drive through the scene of the accident six months to the day, but it will be with peace. With love. With old happy memories melding with new happy memories. As we drive through that spot of the road, I may cry, simply because I miss Bear so much. But I keep sharing the love and happiness and joy he always shared. For our time on this earth is short, so we must come in and know each other better, man.
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