H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y
Sacha came to California at the beginning of Covid 19, nearly two months later he returned to Seattle. How fortunate I have been to have had my son to come and stay with my mom and me. How fortunate I have been to have had two unexpected months of his undivided attention.
Today is Sacha's birthday, my beautiful son!
When Sacha returned to Seattle he drove the back roads before he left I asked him to send me a letter of his journey for my blog:
"My car is ready, my belongings packed. My front seat is overflowing with homecooked meals my mom made for my trip. I make sure my grandma's famous chocolate chip cookies are in reach.
The last embrace, a few tears. I've been in Willows for two months, living with my mom and grandmother. Something I didn't expect to happen again. It was a blessing to have these precious moments.
Living in the countryside again, I started appreciating the little things again. The family dinners, gardening, watching game shows and westerns and playing cards and making puzzles.
I drive off, a few honks goodbye.
My journey begins on I5. Soon I cut west on Highway 36 through the mountains to reach Ferndale before heading up north on Highway 101 all the way back to Seattle.
Quickly my trip takes a turn! Road work forces me on a forest service road.
I spend the next 4 hours driving through burnt forests and through the clouds
dodging broken branches and potholes along the way.
I finally make it to Ferndale in the evening. I hadn't been in 20 years. This little victorian town is where my family came to Willows from.
Later I find a spot to park and spend the night. I discreetly get in my sleeping bag and fall asleep.
The next day is full of adventures. Driving up the Oregon coast I am treated to amazing coastal views, giant redwoods, and sand dunes. Every stop I run to get the shot and jump in my car to keep going.
Along the way I get recommendations, places to see, things to do, and music to listen too. I am enjoying it too much to drive straight home. So I take my time, enjoy a sunset dinner and find a small village to spend the night in before the last bit the next day.
Deep down I know I wasn't ready to leave.
Feeling home was something I've been missing for too long
but I will be back soon,
I always come home."
Love Sacha
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Sidenote:
My blog has had unbelievable issues these last few days and I am bothered by the hiccups that keep coming to it. Maybe it is because the format needs to be updated, or that it is too big (Over 15 years old posting every day. I am trying to get to the bottom of it, to fix whatever seems to block you from commenting or reading comments. In the meantime thank you for sticking with me and being so very supportive.
Other News:
My brother Marty is a marvel on his staggering journey with cancer. I am amazed by his courage, his strength, and endurance. At the end of the month, he will have tests done to see how well his cancer is responding to the chemo. Please keep him in your prayers as you have they have brought him peace.
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