If this accident had happened in October I would have been much more at peace with it. Or at least that is what I believe. Due to some domestic chaos we were in great need of our long looked forward to summer excursions. A week on the Alaska cruise and most of September tramping nomadically in our old Volkswagon camper. Hiking, tromping, exploring. Just us and the dog.
Free.
Sorrow filled me up. It was not just the fact of missing the fun of these trips but the feeling that my life and our happiness was somehow totally dependent on this time away. I did not know how to deal with this sadness.
At the same time deep down I did have some perspective hidden in reserve. I was thankful, things could be worse, a lot worse.
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