There is a deer standing in our front lawn. Well, it isn’t ours per say–it belongs to the owners of this BnB where we’ve spent the past month and will spend the next and final 48 hours of our trip. Home then, and away from this magical place, this wonderland in which I am able to find peace and happiness alone with the love of my life. Oh, and very good Cava. Spain level Cava. I don’t miss Spain the way I feel I’ll miss this place.
All I want to do in this moment is go downtown and get some wonderful Napoli-style Pizza, then spend the night cuddled up with my wife. I get to say that now–wife. I get to say we’ve taken another magical step on this journey we’ve been in for a long time. I can remember sitting in the back of my XB in tears believing I’d never get here and never get to be with this slice of the heavens who’d blessed my life. Now I’m thinking about what slice she wants…hell, she deserves the entire pie.
Life is good here in ways I hadn’t perceived until realizing the leaving is approaching. Yet there are the vagueries of what happens next and the more consistent drum of how to maintain a life and, as importantly, a productive schedule. I’ve not worked much these past few days, sliding headfirst into video games and the things that separate me from the world. With the rains there is no beach, but there is no beach without knowing what and how to write. Those same old fears hold me back from writing what might not be good and what is not easy.
Life and love are not easy, but I’ve found my footing in both, and found great success in the latter. Now I must again strive to be grounded and move forward in the former. At least now I have a partner in it.