I spent the last two days off from work and like clockwork got out of bed one morning and decided to take the puppy-son to his doggy daycare. I do this a couple of times of week to give him a social outlet but I digress....
On my way, I decided on the spur of the moment to take a drive down to the beach. It takes a couple of hours to make it to a nice beach, most of this part of the world does not have the best beaches.
The drive was nice and I will admit I have much love for my trusty Ram truck which I have named
Della. I drove her from Washington State to here and she hasn't failed me despite her high mileage.
Listening to the blaring music my mind begins to wander. Thoughts about, bills, children, and myself..always myself.
I'll be honest here, I never in my life believed I would be this age and single. I struggle almost daily with this evolving reality. This is of my own making... truly. Unwilling to compromise my sense of security, fear of abandonment, I tend to busy myself in work. It is a temporary distraction and on days like this it comes to mind.
I cannot escape myself....and even though I have been single for many years now, becoming an empty nester in October has made it even more apparent.
I found my way to the beach, parked and got Hank out of the truck. The warm air blowing with blue skies and the water hue of grey blue. Birds of all kind litter the inlets as Hank and I make our way down to the beach.
I take a deep breath of the salty air.
It really is not all that bad...
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