when i moved to Oregon in 1998, my children were small(er) and we moved here with the hopes of shoveling less snow and finishing college and having my kids live near their cousins. I came here with dreams and thoughts. Did those get accomplished?
In the next 5 years there were dreams of building community and having great business and fun-this dream seemed to slowly build-like wind filling a spinnaker-but then a hearty snap and tearing of the sail and utter chaos. Were those real visions of things that were real to come or just foolish desire?
The last 6 years were difficult-learning to be consistant in a world of inconsistancy-in a job that was less than enjoyable-I tried to make it exciting and enjoyed the people I helped-it was hard times with kids and relationships. I thought there was some point to learn, some deeper meaning but maybe it was all pointless waiting for time to pass so that I would be now.
I drove around Albanascopy-as I call it, and looked at the old dreams and projects that never came true. I don't get it.
So I have to close the chapter on what I thought this whole Oregon adventure was about and go on with my whole heart to the next adventure. I hold the love of my friends who've made me who I am or who attempted to :) and I resisted-oops sorry! and I keep the memories of all the wonderful times I've had-especially laughing with people.
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