My final morning in the states. I imagine people who are dying experience the same longing to stay and yet, go on to the next life. It is an adventure but there is so much left behind.
Olive woke me up at 4:30 am in her usual way. Her paw gently touching my face. I was not ready to be awake but I am glad she did so I can experience it one last time. She may not do it when I return because she only ever wakes me this way. I adore her. She is a wonderful cat.
I finished laundry and have it downstairs in my suitcase but forgot about ALL the other things which has yet go in. Reorganization must happen. I need less. It will be good. I have some things I can not replace like the sentimental tokens I have been given. Those things stay. I could check another bag or ship some things and that may happen but it is time to let go of the past.
It will be ok somehow. I will make it and move forward. I will do it. Life will go on. The sun will set and rise again. This is my time to live and not look back.
Take 2 of Life 
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