It’s been about a year since my first trip to California. Tomorrow
afternoon I’m heading out again for another visit with Alain, "She" and "Duck Boy" in Southern California. Last year I went for two reunions,
one was with Alain whom I had not seen for 20 years. Our life paths simply
diverged and neither of us, I suppose, had the will to do anything about it.
The reunion was sweet with multiple passes down Memory Lane and we both learned that
maintaining a relationship takes effort.
The second reunion was after only a 5 month separation. I
gave that one everything I had; more perhaps than I should have since it died. I
think she had too many scars from too many decisions that didn’t turn out well
and now, as it turns out, I have one as well. But still, we both did the best we could with the light we had to see by.
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