A Full Stop at Going

(il terremoto is where my heart & mind really are but words fail me here, mando il mio amore e le preghiere).

italy heart

My head is single mindedly, doggedly even, focused on the going.

It was last trip too. I no longer can, or want, to consider the after.

I want to think about packing, the door closing on the plane, the travelling and the door opening on Rome.


Last trip my case of ‘full stop at going’ was so severe I asked my husband, “am I going to die?”. It felt like I was about to fall off the edge of the known world and there could be no coming back from that.

But of course, the last journey drew to a close and I boarded my flight for home and life carried on.



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