One more day in the Rogue Valley...

As each day passes now...I see what my life really means to not only myself...but to those that need me. Emotions are on high gear with friends & family...and of course I feel responsible for them as I spend my final days here with them. I haven't written on here for weeks...and this is mostly the reason. why. For me to leave on this journey I need to feel that every one I care about will be okay...even my birds who seem to sense this upcoming absence. I have one more day in the Rogue Valley before I leave. I don't want to spend that day running around, paying bills, waisting precious moments. I want to breathe in the clean air, sit by the creak below my house,....and take in the gratitude that I feel for living the good life. Yesterday was my birthday. As usual, I reflected on all of the joy that I have in my life, and all that is to come. I wrote in my journal for hours....hung out with my beloved daughter Sequoia all day....spent time with my husband, my best friend Nikki, and my Rhiannon, Henry, & Liam. There was a strong sense that I was leaving....almost as if a part of me was actually dying, which it is. But what I felt & have been feeling most is that the prospect of my departure has actually brought me closer to home. I am blessed with people that truly love me despite my imperfections. I will take these goodbye hugs with me....the "I don't know what I will do without you" sayings, the warm & thoughtful cards, emails, and phone calls with me....my community and life is here in this valley. I don't know if I would ever feel comfort in being so far away from here unless I knew that I have the greatest place to call home. Thank you Oregon....thank you friends....thank you my circle of beloved best of friends...thank you my sweet animal companions...one of which is trying to type on my keyboard at the moment.....but most especially I thank Marko- the father of my children and the best co-parent and longest friend I have. Thank you Sequoia & Rhiannon for being so happy & understanding of this need for my adventure. Thank you my husband who I know is having a hard time thinking of life without his crazy wife for almost three months. To my mother ....  who continues to offer advice and support. And also to my higher self. The one within who knows what I need & carries me through. And of course to my ancestors who want me to know them & their homeland. I will come back a better human being....this I know. I won't forget any of you...and I know you won't forget me. Blessings....until we meet again.....
Paddy