Friday night, 8 April 2005 [11:45 p.m.]:
Hey, ya, my honey. Just got home from the 2-1/2 day NLP seminar that I am doing. I am focussing on positive behaviours and trying to clear up some issues in my head – like the on-going drama with my brother. Hoping to learn some skills this weekend to deal with some of these areas that hold me back and keep from being as positive as you wanted me to be. One of the exercises involved envisaging what we would be doing in various time frames in the future. That was the only time that I found tears running down my face – in three years time I’ll be working on my Masters’ degree and beginning to fulfil one of the Promises that I made to you. And you know what occurred to me? That I am the only one of all your family and friends who can do it – only me. That’s pretty awesome, you know. You have honoured me in so many ways and I am so thankful for it – just your offer of rededicating Clayton’s book alone was so amazing and such an honour. And I, little fool that I am, refused it in some excess of since-regretted humility. Damn.Got to drive a couple of trucks during the move – rented one on Sunday and one today. I really enjoyed driving the 3-ton truck but the pickup I rented was too clapped out to get too enthused over. Haven’t driven a truck in a very long time. Did I tell you that I once had a Chevy 350 V-8 CST p/u? It was a truly great truck – it loved nothing more than to be rolling down the Interstate doing about 75 mph with about ¾ of a tank of what I now call "petrol". I have lost count of the number of times that I drove on I-80 from Denver to mid-Michigan in that cool old truck – some good times.
Had an appointment in the City on Wednesday and the weather has been fine – crystal bright and breezy. On the way back to my car there was a little pile of dried bougainvillea petals that the wind picked up and blew along just ahead of my feet. They tumbled and danced ahead of me like a group of children let out of school. I laughed out loud and immediately thought of you and the joy you got from life. The world is a poorer place for you not being in it.
I’m tired and it’s an early start tomorrow so I’m going to go. Bring me one of your dreams tonight, OK? Love always –
- S.
posted by Susan @ 10:41 pm
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