We went down the corner for some breakfast. We said our goodbyes to Dot. Bill letting her know he did not know when he would be back. A sad day. I find myself sadden in breaking up this trip more so than in any other of my trips. Maybe, it is because most trips end at my house so the surrounding familiarity breeds comfort. Or it could be that trip by trip I see a different, lesser Bill. Perhaps I see in Bill 's eyes, a reflection of my own mortality, future and wonder who will be my Handleizer. I love what we do and share together. He is an irreplaceable travel companion. The two of us got to experience our life long dream trips together, Bill to his stones and me driving through that redwood and going up the coast. I could think of no better travel partner to be with on my dream trip. I shall greatly miss him when he is off to Canada.
In the followings days, I will take some time alone in order to process these feelings. Well, time to get out and do as Kipling said " fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds run"
In the followings days, I will take some time alone in order to process these feelings. Well, time to get out and do as Kipling said " fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds run"
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