Friday, February 27, 2015

Boston...

I'm in Boston this week, little sweetheart, and thinking of the time I spent here with you. It's even colder than when we were here, huge snowdrifts piled everywhere. Every time I take the "T" across the Charles I think of how after breakfast with you in your sweet little room where the theatre was putting you up, that I'd get into my running gear and gamely go for a run in the frigid air, circling the river by running along one side to the farthest bridge then back again on the opposite side to the nearest and finally home, nearly frost-over, to you. I thought of you Monday when I arrived and later at the theatre for Opening Night. I remembered how wonderful it was to see you on the stage and how nice to be backstage with you, even taking a nap in your dressing room together. I thought of you Tuesday when I went to see the new Anne Patterson art installation downtown - it's a lot like the beautiful one she did in SF at Grace Cathedral, only instead of using ribbon, she's using long strands of aluminum streamers that hang hundreds of feet above the ground, catching and throwing the natural light everywhere, gleaming. I thought of you as I went looking for clam chowder, somewhat randomly and exactly the way you and I did. Remember, my love? It was so cold that night and we wandered and wandered looking for a place that seemed just right before we finally found a beautiful old pub and settled into a cozy booth together to get warm. We were so hungry we not only had big bowls of delicious chowder but burgers too and even dessert! This trip I found the neatest little place right by the bridge, it's been there almost 90 years. You'd love it, my sweetheart. And I thought of you. I thought of you when I went for a long walk the next day and wound up in a lovely little coffee bar called The Kickstand Cafe (Boston is nearly as bike friendly as Davis, my darling!) and I sat quietly with a coffee and a sandwich and softly heard Bon Iver come on over the sound system. And I cried, my love. I cried so hard for you. My heart was so heavy with missing you today my little sweetheart. And I vow to do better with whatever time may be left of my life. To keep you close to my heart and listen carefully for your guidance. Always be with me, Summer, won't you please? And take me with and to you soon and forever. I love with you with all my heart and soul, my little sweetheart. Love you forever.

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