Moving On

I decided to move to Delaware, to wait until I was able to get into Cokesbury, for property up-keep had become very burdensome.  The last hurricane had left more flood damage than I was able to manage by myself.  No one was to be hired, for everyone was in the same fix.  Son Christopher came to help shovel the mud from the studio, fix the damaged wiring, etc.  It was with regret but relief that I sold our beloved Bay House, built for our retirement.

After the movers left, I lay in the hammock in the empty house, gathering courage for the adventure ahead.  As I prayed to God for courage, I felt the presence of the goddess Athena, who had guided Odysseus in Homer's tale, in her guise as a white owl.  Though the centuries widows have bravely picked up the pieces and moved ahead. I could, too!