The Big Move

So, the BIG move was Saturday the 22nd of May, I was up early, and by that I mean before 6am. Started getting the last few things done before the movers rolled up somewhere between 7:30 and 8:00 am, only to be called and told, oopps we have a brake problem. They would arrive no later then 9am. Well they got there by 8:30 and all went well and we were downtown at the new place before noon.

Well that was great, except, all the people on my street decided to ignore the no parking signs and blocked the area in front of my new building. So we waited, and we waited and waited. Finally they started to unload, and were finished by 4:30. They were great.

Well it's now been just over a week at the new place. All boxes are unpacked except for the office ones, but they can wait. Furniture has been arranged and rearranged. And some new items bought. Art work is starting to go up and colors are being picked for the walls. All in all not to bad for just over a week.

I love the new home, I love the space and I love the neighborhood. I can walk a couple of blocks down and be at the lake front. Winston is adjusting. I had to put to Paris down a week before the move and that broke my heart. But it was the best thing for her and that's what matters. But still another lose in my life that has brought me pain.

I look forward to enjoying my life here and considering all that has taken place over the course of the last year I think that's pretty awesome.

Where Did You Go?

I sometimes look at pictures of Michael, and I think "How did this happen, where did you go"?
It just is so bizzare to me that someone that I loved so much and so deeply could be taken in a blink of an eye.

I mean, I know it happens. I am not the only one who feels this way. But, there are days I just can NOT fathom that he is not here. I think to myself. Where Did You Go????? Why are you not here? How could you have been taken from this world when you still had so much to give.

I just don't understand somedays. Today is one of those of days. I have felt very lonely all day. I have had moments were I have thought "God who can I call and talk to". But there is no one. It is just me, alone with my thoughts and memories.
And I look at a picture of Micahel and all I can think is "Where Did You Go"?

Key West........

As of this afternoon, I no longer own our Condo in Key West. Some what bitter sweet. But the right thing to do. I will miss it and what was our home away from home.
Key West was were Michael and I meet all those years ago, who knew that our lives would be bound so tightly together.
I will miss it dearly, just as I miss him, but life marches on.....

The Process Of Moving...

So, the process now starts. I have made my selection, the deal has been sealed and it comes down to the closing and me packing up the house. It's a process I personally thought I would never go through again.
I thought when we moved into this home that would be it. I actually recall Michael and I having that conversation. That, that was it, we were not moving again. Funny how that has now changed.
He is no longer here, and what once was our home, now waits for someone else to claim it. I will be moving into a new home. Something that is just mine, but I will take Michael's memory with me and the many things he taught me about life.
The process is a bit tedious, but it is a chance to purge. I think it is something we all need to do from time to time.
I had meant this to be a more light hearted posting, but it is the 28th of the month, and let's face it. You never know what my mood will be like on that day of the month. And on that note I am ending this post.

Conversations

You know I find if you give people the chance, whether it's family, friends or just people you care about, the chance to talk, it is amazing the things they will tell you. I have had the good fortune to have two great conversations over the last couple of days. And I am truly thankful for the time we spent talking.

All you have to do is listen, and they in return listen to you. The art of conversation is a lost thing to some. Pity, there is so much you can know about someone if you just listen.

Moving Forward

So I finanlly found a place to call home. Over the past year I decided to put my home up for sale as I felt it was time to move into the city, and break away from what has in some ways become my prison.

It is a fabulous condo, with lots of space and room for me to grow and spread my wings, and to enjoy life once again.

I am truly looking forward to the move and am excited about something finally. It's a wonderful feeling. I will be moving mid May if all goes as planned. It's time to move forward.

In The 9th Month

As executor and heir to Michael's estate I am required by law to file and pay All taxes by the end of the 9th month upon his death. Today was that day. And so it has been done.

Last week was an extremely emotional one for me. It had not been that bad for me since the early days of his death. But I survived it. And so my life continues to move forward. With a great pain in my heart, but none the less it goes on.

Some days are better then others, but what can you do. You find a way. And so it is.