DEPARTURE AND ARRIVAL - 18 June 2011

18th June 2011 

The first night I spent with Joel was in this bedroom…

…and when he rolled over and I spooned him, I saw, by the light of the moon, the back of his neck and read it like a map, knowing it was the neck of the man I love. Perhaps it was that moment of profound union, housed by that sea-chapel of a room that had me burst into tears upon waking yesterday, knowing I would never wake up in that room again.

We emptied the fridge, polished the house one more time, gave thanks for it all and went through the garden gate, no looking back. And so, with the car packed to the gills, we drove away, my dear Joely’s eyes filled with tears. And as the road carried us away our spirits lifted. We were no longer in the agony of leaving but in the process of going onward.

We got home, yes home, about 6, unloaded the car in the pouring rain, dined on salad from the garden, filled the vase with the last bouquet from the garden and unpacked our treasures like children in a play house.

It’s true, it’s not all done yet - the house has yet to sell – but we’re done with that part of our journey. And to all of you who loved us and supported us, encouraged, cried and laughed with us, we thank you.