Well, I am back in sunny Florida and the high temp was 80 degrees. Yesterday I was in San Francisco and the temp was low 50s. On the other hand I just had a glorious 6 days with my son, Sean and his mom, Toni. There was warmth. They love me. I'm not sure that I understand it all but they love me.
Toni got us tickets to "Chanticleer" www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohH62CSC574, which was magnificent and I even went to church with her on Christmas Eve to hear her in the choir.
My son is a pro level cyclist and runs a cycle shop for a chain of sports stores and when we went to visit he, of course introduced me as "my Dad, Joani". Nary a batted eyelash just warm acceptance. What a wonderful week.
On my journey home, 10 grueling hours, people could see that I was struggling to walk and to breathe and at lease a half dozen offered me their arm until we reached the wheel chair. Folk offered to carry my small bag for me - so much compassion.
I am afraid that this was my final trip but so glad I went. Sean and I are so close and both fairly radical political leftists and Equality activists and Toni and I are much better sister/girlfriends than spouses. Thank you, Goddess.