Still waiting for the keys
It is Friday, I got up at 5:30 this morning to check my messages. I knew it would be early but the anticipation is killing me. Today is the day we are supposed to get the keys to our new home. I hope this is true.
I am somewhat in the dark here. I am completely out of the circle of what is happening. All I can do is wait, and the more I wait the more things I worry about.
I keep envisioning the house and the gardens. I think of turning the soil in the vegetable plot and preparing it for next Springs garden. I think if I arrive before the snow starts, I can plant some tulips and daffodils for next Spring’s flowering. I think of what the house must look like. I think of the town in winter cover with snow. I think of another beginning, of our life together in Orel.