Hands hardly moving at all . . .
Time, time, ticking on me
Alone is the last place I wanted to be"
--Brandi Carlile
I met Adam in New Orleans in the late summer of 2014 by chance in the oldest bar in America, Lafitte's Blacksmith Shop Bar, on the corner of Bourbon and St. Philip. I was down there visiting a friend from nursing school, and he was traveling through the US and Canada with Contiki. We only had a 2-hour conversation, but during that time we exchanged details. Weeks later, Adam came to Portland to see me and we fell in love.
Then this happened:
And just like that, in the mysterious way life does, there was a gift I didn't see coming. As I have let go of the way I thought life was supposed to work out, I have had the courage to walk into a life I never imagined was possible.
These days I relate more to these Brandi Carlile lyrics:
"I think it's time we found a way back home
You lose so many things you love as you grow
I missed the days when I was just a kid
My fear became my shadow, I swear it did
Wherever is your heart I call home"You lose so many things you love as you grow
I missed the days when I was just a kid
My fear became my shadow, I swear it did
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