Thank you, Dear Hearts, for your kind thoughts, consoling comments and emails. You have been a great comfort to me...even if my silence may have indicated otherwise.
The death of love is cause for mourning. I’ve shed quite a few tears over the past few years. There were a few left still. I suppose there will always be.
The past is past, though. It is time to hoist sail and venture into the deep blue unknown. Who knows where the winds will propel me?
I don’t much care. It is good simply to cast off the hawsers and turn my face to the salt and far horizon. The tide has turned and the oceans beckon.
For better or worse, I’ve left the harbor I’d come to know so well (and not at all)...never to return.
It’s time to chase the beauties of the world.
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