Love Makes the World Go Round
Major changes always come with premonitions…for me. I knew two years ago I would be living on another continent, that I would be carried away, however impossible at the time. It came while reading Abraham:
“I have come to take thee…into a strange land…which thou knowest not of…”
Every so often the vision haunted me, but since — every so often — things turn out splendidly, I let the future, which was just a wisp anyway, take care of itself.
Today is the future and the wisp is whipping into a wind; the kind that turns your umbrella inside-out and scatters your papers across the street: the bluster that shoves you down the sidewalk and makes you spin into people who look at you like, hel-lo, where did you come from?
My Beloved is taking me to Europe. To live. By corporate assignment, we will begin a little life in a London flat this spring. One summer, one fall, and one winter from now, life will be bigger; too big for me to comprehend. I have to suppress the enormity of it, to reduce the world to a plastic globe (which I twirl every night while sitting in bed, using my index finger to trace the forty-fifth parallel: how does London connect to Moscow, to Madrid, to Johannesburg, to home?)
I soaked in the drama of it all one night, sitting in the tub no less, weeping on the phone to my friend: this change is so much…too much. She absorbed my fear like a soft towel, wrung it out, and then wrote me:
“I can’t help but think how glorious it will be for you to be WITH Dale when the time comes – the two of you have always been the epitome of soul mates and while I know you are each so powerful… as individuals with works to focus on, there is the WE-ness of “Dale and Mona” that is honestly so very unique in this world, and it just doesn’t seem right for you not to be together, I think how it will be for you – oh – like a long drink of cool water after a desert sojourn! You will never tire of it, it will never become mundane – if ever it may have, after all these years so often apart, it will never cease to feel the most tremendous blessing – little moments when you are traveling together on a train or something, getting ready for the day, sitting across the table from him during a meal – just having you with him, oh how I know he will appreciate it beyond what words can describe, and vice versa. What a gift this whole opportunity for Ashley is going to be!!!!! So whatever pangs you may ever feel, darling, remember that. Mother that you are, Mona Mona Mona – oh to give your-all again to just being a wife! That part of yourself – that very best part of yourself. I have to admit that I’ve never even tasted that at all in my life, and there is something akin to reading a marvelous romance novel – that vicarious experience you anticipate with deep emotion when the hero and heroine finally are together – you must do this Mona – for yourselves and the world that pines for unrequited love. I am serious. And then write about it.”
Decades ago, he promised me a “beautiful life”; his prophecy, put together one day at a time – ten thousand mornings spun down into ten thousand nights. Here is another day in our story; an intimate revolution…on our plastic globe.
Muse with me: He just asked me if I want to go with him to Estonia in June. Where is that?
Hint of Romance
“Love, like a river, will cut a new path whenever it meets an obstacle.” Crystal Middlemas