The last year has been so healing. It was in a moment of despair on Oahu (yes it can happen there too) that Rob came to where I was crying on the floor and said the magic words “what about Missoula?”. He suggested he could transfer to Montana as there was an opening. Any other day I would have firmly said “heck no!”. I pictured Montana as boring and remote and freezing during the winter. I had no fight left, so I said a magical word in reply…”okay”.
Montana was a salve. Now I begin to say goodbye to the place that allowed me to find my peace and go on to a new world of crazy adventure.
Oh but I’ll miss these trees.