a hidden mourning
May 11th, 2007
And so it ends.
Jess and I both realize that Dallas is the best place for us right now especially considering how important economic and social stability will be during the sharp turns our lives are taking now. However, I can't help but to be sad to see the end.
While I have no real friends or family here, the casual friendships and new co-worker relationships present me with more respect, admiration, and hard working honesty than I've seen in years. It's not completely erased, of course, but I will miss being in the heart of it. I will miss the landscape: the curved and hilly roads, the surrounding mountains with thick trees, and the nearly constant line of clouds in the sky. Sure, there are bad things about being here too, but, when I dream, I only see the good things. So I guess this is the end of a dream.
I've become a professional at keeping my thoughts and feelings under a few layers of protection. On top of that, I'm elated about having the good things of Dallas back in my life — namely, my wife and family. So, unless you're very observant, you may not notice my mourning. But trust me, it's there.
I'll really miss this place.
