UK Soon!

I am totally excited about the soon to be trip to UK. My neighbors asked how soon I leave, I said it was pretty soon. They assumed I didn’t have my ticket yet. The 26th will be flying up like a car screeching it’s brakes at the curbside.

Today I rode my bike wearing a tee shirt, yesterday morning we woke up to snow. My suitcase is eyeing me in the dining room, ready for packing. I swear, just one suitcase this time, no more struggling, especially after putting in 40 hours the 4 days before I take off. If I end up wandering around Detroit, having missed my connection, then I worry.

Woke up  to some BBC podcasts this morning, with 3 cats beside me. Time for me to go scatter the ashes of my pups of 18 years in the park and by the stream where we walked for 18 years. But instead of ashes, I have those soft fur patches the vet cut off for me from where they were petted, and Gabriel’s tail fur I cut off that I first saw when I got him at the animal shelter, wagging away while all other dogs barked their bloody heads off. Pine’s paws were so soft and big, I have some fur from there. He would reach up and hold my arm when we turned a corner in the car, trying to keep his balance, which was never threatened anyway. I can throw the fur off  a bridge into the stream now filled with colored leaves and onto the hills so gorgeous with trees that have lights in them when it is sunny. But basically, I have to move and live my life fully again, so I don’t pine about what is lost. I want to have a home and family in Brighton. Time to get on the exercise bike now so I can walk everywhere, along the ocean, thru the town, and enjoy the changes.