REALITY?: Gut Feelings

It started out with Willie two weeks ago, that this’ll be the last time I see him feeling.  Since then, I’ve seen all my in-laws at a graduation party, Gus’ family, Neha, Betty, my neighbor’s daughter and the girls, heard from the nieces and nephews scattered about the country and on a distant shore, friends from Arizona, have a visit planned with Nancy and Jules up in New Hampshire, a premiere to attend this week at the college.  Yesterday, a drive down to the shore for seafood–an old stomping ground where I semi-lived with a man for a couple years and passing by the home where I full-time lived with a man for six–then a visit to my Dad’s house where I spent the years from age ten through twenty-two; my grandfather’s house where I was born and lived prior to that is at the bottom of the hill–we rode right by it.

Sort of your whole life flashing in front of you in slow motion.

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