Day 160

We pulled the trigger last night on Alaska. I bought the plane tickets (ouch!) and Dawn booked the cruise. Another trip to look to forward to. Hopefully COVID doesn't mess it up. 

I was watching the news last night and one of the CDC's infection disease experts said that all the current models show COVID cases climbing rapidly for the next four weeks. Ironically, this is exactly the same length of time between now and the start of our trip. Nothing I can about it so I'm going to try really hard to put it out of my head. My monkey brain may have other ideas, but there again, I can't control everything. With this trip to Alaska I will have knocked another state off my list; all that will remain are: Idaho, Montana, and Vermont. I'm feeling optimistic that I will visit these three in the next couple of years...

Had lunch today with Lakeview's outgoing headmaster. We've become friends as a result of Damian dying. Kirsty has been incredibly supportive from the moment she heard the news. I'm sad to see her go but I know it's for a very good reason. (She is moving back to Chicago where she will be the new headmaster of K through 8th school.) She invited Dawn and I to come stay with her (and her family) anytime we like. I'd like that. I'd like to spend more time with her and her husband, get to know them better. They are good people. 

It's interesting the people that I've met on this journey in the After. I've definitely made some new friends in the last few months. Would I trade in these friendships to have Damian back? That's not a fair question. I can't have him back so there is no point in answering. I love that I've made new friends, a couple that are likely to last many years if not a lifetime. I wouldn't trade these friendships for an empty wish and I'm pretty sure they would say the same about me. 




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