Saturday, June 6, 2009
Summer has officially begun, Owen left for two months to Illinois. It was a sweet goodbye, without the usual kick-in-the-gut-launch toward his other home. This time there was a shared poignancy to the leaving, we both have accepted the conditionality of our circumstance and have come to terms with the taste of disappointment. As he walked down the loading dock, older and taller than the last time, my throat cramped with the familiar vice of missing. I left the airport and promptly began a frenzy of cleaning...cupboards, closets, drawers, bedding... you name it and it is spotless. Now I sit, surrounded by shining surfaces, and cry.