And she's off
Aug. 19th, 2009 08:29 amSo Sharee caught a flight back to Oz from Vancouver, BC at 2am this morning. I am full of mixed feelings, torn feelings, conflicted feelings. This is normal, right? As I told a friend in e-mail a few days ago, I'm always having to let go of her, am always left wondering whether I ever actually had any hold on her to begin with. (Is this a wrestling metaphor? Maybe so.)
She said more than once that it was a good thing we didn't get married a few years ago, and she's right. On the other hand, that was probably my last chance to immigrate to a civilized country.
I ask myself too often what this was all about. The answer still seems to be -- this time -- Sheilla. In Montreal Sharee gave me two more souvenirs of Sheilla: an Angels Abreast pin, and a cloth daffodil from the Canadian Cancer Society.
So happy trails to Sheilla, and to her lovely, restless daughter.
She said more than once that it was a good thing we didn't get married a few years ago, and she's right. On the other hand, that was probably my last chance to immigrate to a civilized country.
I ask myself too often what this was all about. The answer still seems to be -- this time -- Sheilla. In Montreal Sharee gave me two more souvenirs of Sheilla: an Angels Abreast pin, and a cloth daffodil from the Canadian Cancer Society.
So happy trails to Sheilla, and to her lovely, restless daughter.
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