I ran the Vegas strip. “Zoom” (I can hear the Flintstone footwork👣 in the background of my mind.)
It’s 2:29 am and we are finally reboarding the Greyhound that is taking us back to Nebraska.
I started the journey off happy which slowly turned into sadness. When I think of the things that I didn’t get to see and do. Who I’m going to miss is probably the hardest.
As Doris Day would say “K Syrah Syrah. What will be will be.” I hope she was right.
My life definitely leads me to the things that I say that I want. Good bad or indifferent. I said that I would make it back to Vegas. To my surprise it’s happening. Not quite the way that I envisioned but hell at this point,nothing has turned out how I fantasized it would.
So much for fantasies.
Today me and the children will be spending our day on the bus. Traveling from the West coast to the Midwest. From hot to cold. I think my story has a sense of humor. At least I get to see family and friends that I haven’t seen in years.
It’s holiday time. So I’m going to stay in a festive persona. I may be in transition and my heart hurts much more than I expected. Still I can say this is only a ride. I’m along for the ride life has seemed to direct me to. There may be some bumps. There may even be some delays,but I’m having faith that things will turn out right.
Happy Thursday 🌺