Okay, so I was able to make it back safe and sound and in good time yesterday. I was also able to make it from the eastern edge of Kamloops back home (with fumes to spare) on one tank of gas.
Today is payday, or rather Friday actually was, so there should be a paycheque waiting for me when I get to work.
So this is back to the grindstone for me, and well timed as I have a fresh paycycle to help me adjust back to the regular work routine.
Already as I blog this I have Monday morning traffic buzzing by my trailer all eager to get to work and seemingly to see how close they can drive to my trailer.
It was good to get away and it was good to see family, some I have not seen in years. It was not long enough, but perhaps enough for me to remind them that I am alive and perhaps not who they remembered that I was.
Likewise I could see them as they are now and not as they were. Time and life move on and those small ones grow up and have families of their own. Those bundles of joy that my brother had have grown up and are all but ready to leave the nest.
As it always does, it throws my life, or rather lack of family life into sharp contrast. Again this is always something that happens.
I have made my choices and I still continue to make them. I am not a victim of life or any conspiracy. If I am a victim of anything, it is of the choices that I have made: the ghosts of the road not taken.
I will keep going, keep endeavouring to look forward towards a brighter future. I know not what exactly this way comes, but I know that the future is of my own design.
Remember kids: the future is whatever you make it, so make it a good one.
As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive and keep moving forward.