I have a love/hate relationship with fb. Today I loved the throw back picture fb shared, my first poetry reading in England. I read a political poem I wrote after the Parkland shooting. I re-read it today……whooo, how scornful to have school shootings. The poem was 14 pages long. I had things to say like a preacher on Easter Sunday. I would share the 14 page poem, but it is a lot for this forum.
This photo is so powerful. It shows me so happily doing something I love with friends that I love. I have had hardest time reacclimating to the USA after living abroad. To be honest my kids did too. One harder than the other two. I poured myself into reacclimating my children and making sure they were settled. When we finally passed that point I was left lost and lonely, yearning for my pedestrian lifestyle in a city I loved and with people I fondly found and loved them back. I created something really special there. It has yet to be duplicated here.
Today was bittersweet for me. I love looking at that photo, but sadness encapsulated my heart. I cried most of the day. I tried to go for a walk but I could not stop crying. I was not in a mood to be seen today.
I am thankful for the trips I have made across the pond to visit my friends, wonderful places and delicious restaurants. But, no living situation will compare to life in England. Godspeed.
Abbey Row 