I left several years ago to tend to family matters, and am pleased to say all is well.
I will say that I don’t feel at home while I’m not in Sacramento.
Even the Utah lights couldn’t convince me to betray the city I love.
Oregon’s vast beauty in all its glory can’t even keep me from missing my city.
Most of all? I miss my people. The people that understand me, and those that I understand.
I lost one of my best friends this July. I wasn’t there when he passed because I left the state.
In theory he was a client, but in reality he was one of my best friends.
He died from Alzheimer’s disease not five years after he was diagnosed. I was there when he was diagnosed . I was also there when the DR told him he couldn’t in good faith allow him to drive anymore. If I knew then how quickly he was to pass I would have granted all his wishes.
I guess my point is, some of my dearest friends are here, it’s impossible to find such a bond in the civilian world. I miss my friends and I hope to return soon. 🙏
