As I pulled the front gate to the house shut, and heard the latch click, I walked toward the taxi that was waiting for me, and a sudden emotion came over me – it was all over. I had crossed a threshold I had been waiting for, and had stepped into a new life. Click… and it was all over. It was a liberating experience.
That was Tuesday afternoon. There was no one in the house to give me a ride to the airport, and in the long run, it was better that way. I called a taxi, and left my keys to the house behind. Everything I didn’t want to bring home with me, I left at the rectory of a priest friend. I now consider myself free from the legion.
There is still a long way to go. But I know that I am on the right path.
These are just a few thoughts that came to mind. I haven’t had a lot of time to sit down and write. Mom doesn’t have a computer in the house. I walked over to the public library and am using one here. I love America. Everything is so simple easy. Before coming into the library, I just wandered the streets looking around to see what has changed and what’s the same. I’m loving every minute of it. I’ll try to ramble on again soon.