Last night was new year’s eve. I did not imbibe and I did not weep. I simply slowed down and took the time to “just be”. I’m going to do more of that in the new year. Just be.
Anyway, after the neighborhood fireworks were silent (and Hershey Dawg could finally calm down enough to curl up on the bed with me and Loolie) I went to bed shortly after midnight.
The dream I had! Oh the dream I had.
Scott and I were in New York wandering the streets with a small group of other friends, some I recognized and some that I do not remember upon waking. We had enjoyed the celebrations and as usual in NYC on new year’s eve taxis would be difficult to come by. Before I knew it I was with one group of friends and Scott was with the other and as we turned a corner we were no longer together. My friends and I called out “Scott!” looking for him and his group as we walked the streets of NYC but eventually we realized we were separated and each of us would have to find our way back home alone. There was no sadness attached to this, it just was.
I woke up and I wrote it down. Crystal clear to me that Scott is leaving me to navigate the New Year without him. We’re no longer Scott & Katy. We’re on our separate courses in this new year. The destination? Home. Whatever home means to you may you find your way home and have a very happy new year!