Goodbye
I met my friend Ruth for breakfast this morning before she takes a leave of absence from work. She is going to Northern Scotland for a few months to work in a community collective . Work on allotments and gardens for room and board . She is grieving and needs to heal I shall miss her but her choice to go is a wise one. We all need time to recuperate when we are emotionally damaged So many of us ignore the danger signals and soldier on regardless . And that often helps no one. I hope she returns. I hate goodbyes Always have I once took Nu to the airport, many moons ago now, when she was leaving to work in Saudi Arabia and I had to stop on the Snake Pass from Manchester to Sheffield in order to sob over the steering wheel. So upset I was, a farming type woman in a land rover stopped to ask if I was alright. After work when I was driving up to the village last night at dusk, I spied a rainbow arcing gracefully Over from the south , the ...