The Long Way Home


Tiny Motels Swallowed By Sky
October 25, 2011, 6:52 AM
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I thought the Atlantic would be a good place to scatter some of my mother’s ashes because she felt the most freedom in her life when she was swimming. But when Jeff and I reached the end of the pier, we realized we were standing over sand, not water. Two women sat on a bench behind us complaining about their children. This wasn’t the right place, not this time. I remembered the morning before we left Pittsburgh, how carefully Jeff had packed her into the pocket of my camera bag; I wanted to crush him to me. This year has been so long and painful – so difficult, at times, it doesn’t feel real when I keep going. I don’t know how I would have managed without his bravery and love.

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10 Comments so far
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Good luck. You are very fortunate to have such a wonderful partner!

Comment by Photobooth Journal

thank you!

Comment by Lisa

I love you!

Comment by jeff

*melt*

Comment by Lisa

So very glad that you have each other. Good work Jeff.

Comment by goodnightrowan

sweet of you, thank you –

Comment by Lisa

weep! so sweet. xoxo

Comment by Sheryl

thanks, sheryl — xo

Comment by Lisa

Having a great partner means everything. Fate has certainly smiled upon you both.

Comment by motherblue212

so true. lucky.

Comment by Lisa




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