I get approached by people on island who have read this. Most are very complimentary. For the record, it was just a way to "remember this" experience. I've not lived anywhere else but Ohio. To go from that to a tiny island in the middle of the south pacific seemed like a huge deal to me at the time I started this. It was a big deal. It still is a big deal. I'm completely addicted to the water and sunshine here. Even though I've had the best life, coming out here has left me thinking how things would be if it happened sooner. Maybe I should have thought or looked at what was possible earlier. This little island is just a taste of what is possible. Of course all that thinking back is wasted time, because, changing the past is impossible. Who could know too, the beautiful life I've lived before this place, the great friends and family and other places visited would not be the great memories they are. No regrets here, just some wondering thoughts.
This was intended as a journal for me, a diary deal. Even though "google" is a verb for me too, picturing it leading people here didn't really cross my mind but the possibility kept the writing in check. It was also a way for my sisters to keep up with things down here, even though one of them looked at it like some sort of "invasion of privacy" with words like "you'll share it with the world before sharing it with me". She's stubborn, she always will be, and I'll always love her regardless. I love both of them, and it will always be returned. I got lucky.
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