Posted by: facetothewind | March 16, 2010

The Last Supper

Well, the boy is gone. Sebastian left the back house this morning at dawn. I couldn’t tough it up enough to come to the front house to say goodbye. I just stayed in bed and said my goodbyes there and went back to sleep. Just before he left, though, a Great Horned Owl perched on a tree outside the window, hooted twice and then took off.
Last night I made him an apple strudel with rum raisins and whipped cream. It was pretty damn fabulous. Together we made a whole wheat pizza with clams and goat cheese. We had fresh greens from the Cascabel boys we visited over the weekend.

I went upstairs to the office this morning and he had placed postcards of Leipzig all over my desk and one Euro coin. We will be reuniting in Leipzig in mid-May, so he left a map of Leipzig that says, “See you there!” I will count the days. Seeing this sweet gesture of farewell turned on the waterworks and the heavy breathing. It’s a damn hard thing to say goodbye (even if it’s only for 2 months) to the first person who has ever loved me so much that my prickly exterior has been breached. For this I am grateful beyond words…so here – let someone else write the words – Shakespeare in this case:

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


Gute Reise, mein Liebling!



  1. So sweet!

    (Bittersweet, I know.)

    Take heart and yes, count the days. You’ll be seeing him ‘ere long!

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