I thought book club was next week, it was yesterday.
I thought I was doing a Zoom poetry reading for an event at Agnes Scott College on the 27th of October... nope; it was today. I managed to show up on time Zoom ready (silk blouse on top, tracksuit bottoms) and read ok, I think (at least from the kind comments people shared).
Our Grand Canyon trip is next week. I don't know if I'm ready for this trip I've waited for all my life.
Pic: A screenshot of the reading from the organizer.
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I've never been to the Grand Canyon, maya, but everyone I've talked to that has tells me the same thing: it is an experience of awe and one that is sometimes spiritual and life-changing.
It may well be that this trip is perfectly timed for you. It may be precisely what you and your soul need. I hope that you do go.
Oh Maya, I hope that if you are able to go to the Grand Canyon, that the majesty of it brings you a bit of peace.
Thank you for the encouragement, Nance. I was probably going to go (sunk cost + not disappointing A who's been planning the trip for a year).
But the impending government shutdown may have some repercussions on national park visitors...
Thank you, J. I am a bit excited about it...
I think you should go. Being out in nature may or may not help, but it certainly won't hurt.
I'm crying a little thinking of you having this giant loss right before a lifetime trip. I don't even know what to say other than that. Beauty and wonder and grief right next to each other all the time.
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