Goin' to Clarksville
It has been too long since I have written. School has kept me busy, but not busy enough to keep me from missing my two girls, and yes, my new son in law. Out of sight has NOT meant out of mind.
Between email and phone calls, we have been able to keep in touch frequently.
It has been nearly two months since I have seen them, and I made reservations to visit next weekend -- so Tennessee, here I come. Are ya'll ready for me?
Megan lives in Clarksville, which is about an hour from Nashville, and a stones throw away from the Kentucky border.
It is ironic that she would live in Clarksville, as her last name was Clark, her father's name,----a name which I so quickly and desperately rid myself of after my divorce.
I am going alone as Larry and I both can't afford to go--but they will be here in December and we will all be together again for a while. After that I am not sure what they are going to do. Dole is being sent to Afghanistan after the holidays, and Alanna's dad just left for Iraq a few days ago.
Once again there are people who are intricately woven into our all of our lives who are being put in harms way --- for what I ask. Someone, give me a vision so that I may make SOME sense of all of this......this endless and senseless war!!!
Megs has not been feeling well. She thinks maybe she has had food poisoning for the past week, or some virus has been invading her body, but she has made a doctor's appointment nonetheless. We both don't even want to think of the possibility of it being anything else, but we both know that we will never be free to NOT think of it being the cancer.
Yet I focus on our upcoming giant girls sleep over, where all is light, laughter, love, and tons of white light.
Patti
Photo of 8/25 wedding...in order, me, Randall (Dole) and Megan.
posted by Patti Gibbons at 8:43 PM
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