I admit that things happen for a reason. Was it fun? Yes. Was it right for me? Probably not. Does it hurt? Yes. I have friends who think of me, call me, connect enough to let me know I'm not alone, it's so good. And I've found a sort of surprising connection where I least expected it. One of many things that are good for my soul.
Life moves on, so do I. I need to stay in my mountains. I need to stay connected with people with inventive and creative minds and with those who make me laugh. I have to be who I am.