Habeo Domum

The closing has finally happened, and I have a home again at last. I'll be moving this week.

My new place has zero cell phone reception, and my internet will be satellite, so not very reliable either, as satellite tends to go out whenever there is precipitation or even overcast weather, so email will work, but may be slow. So from later this week, the most reliable way to contact me if you need me will be my landline: 304-799-6375.

== Belay that. My landline is not working, properly yet, and I can't receive calls on it. Satellite is on, but already went out this morning, on the first day after it was installed. So you may or may not be able get hold of me by any means. Well, I'll get your message eventually, but it may take a while. 

"If you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it is yours forever. If it doesn't, it never was."

- unknown

"He was one of the numerous and varied legion of dullards, of half-animate abortions, conceited, half-educated coxcombs, who attach themselves to the idea most in fashion only to vulgarize it and who caricature every cause they serve, however sincerely." -- Dostoevsky

I hope that I treated you well
for the time that you were mine
I hope that I did everything I could
to cherish your heart and mind

I hope that I made you a better woman
as you made me a better man
I hope that we found, and didn't miss
the paths for our lives in The Plan

I hope that each moment you spent with me
was as good as I spent with you
a moment of healing, a moment of love
a moment of beauty and truth

I hope that as you go your way
on the road that your life takes
that you will remember with fondness and joy
our moments of love and faith

I hope that one day, we'll see one another
and that in that moment you'll say
"Thank you for letting me go, for now, I know
that it was The Way."

...it had to be

A year ago today...

My beautiful daughter, Adina, has passed on to a better life. I love you, and I will see you before too long.

"Through error you come to the truth."

 -- Dostoevsky 

When You're Gone

Ballade pour Adeline

Ballade pour Adina. Parce que tu aimais la musique triste au piano. Tu me manques tellement.