It’s hard to leave my mountain so soon after I’ve arrived – when I see the mountains become distant, recede in my review or side mirrors, I always become sad and wistful; yes, every time. I always hate to leave my mountains. One day I’m going to be the country granny who never leaves. I’ll have my books on the shelf and I”ll look at them and smile, and I’ll fold my hands on my lap and I’ll be very very very old and all my stories will have been told and all the pages will be filled, and I will be filled. I will be a very old mountain granny, sipping dark black coffee, remembering, smiling a small smile that smooths some wrinkles and makes others – and it is all well and fine. I will eat a tomato and let the juice stain my arm and no one cares, least of all me. My mountain will accept my ashes one day and I will settle in, right into the mountain soil I once walked on with joy. One day, yes, that’s true, I will not leave ever again. This makes me smile as I write it.
My friends – I am off to attend a writer’s conference. My poor Good Man Roger is so wonderful and supportive; I am lucky and I know it (clap my hands!). I didn’t think I could, or should, make this conference since I’d been in Texas so long and had emailed to say I’d not be there after all; however, I’ve decided that since I’d told people I’d be there, I should honor it, even though I know they’d understand if I couldn’t – but….still *smiling*
So, look out for the Boop-mobile again! If you see it, give me a honk and a wave.
I’ll be back to say hello and what’s happening at the conference, and etc., later.
But, there is the Right Now, the happy side: I will see friends that I love and adore. I will be around writers and readers – library and bookstore – yes…!
I’ll leave this thought with you: Today do something for you and only for you. Let me know in the comments what you did ONLY FOR YOU….whether small or large, do something that is for You. Tell me about it so I can smile.
(ps – I wrote this last night to post at 9:AM knowing I was leaving quite early this morning, as I am – it’s 4;30 AM — I’m gathering to leave in a bit, to drive in the mountain dark, the curving roads unseen until I get to them in many cases – it’s a strange and eerie beautiful thing – and I will see the sun tip and spill over the mountain ridges – but, I had a dream that this post was already posted and someone commented about what they did for themselves and it was so wonderful! It made an impression on me, enough that I note it, but I can’t remember the details at all, darn it! I wonder who you are and what you did, for it brought happiness to more than the one who did for themself…smiling….namaste)