Monday after Thanksgiving
Through the darkness, the sounds of talk were unmistakable. It surprised me to hear people talking at 5:45 AM. Yet the fact was Thanksgiving weekend was ending and men were getting into their cars and trucks to return to their work.

So, the tail lights backed into the street and then pulled forward and down the road leaving behind families and hopes and turned down the state road, away from home and Thanksgiving.
- posted by Unknown @ 7:10 AM

 
There are more mornings than not that I feel like crying with joy.

Since moving to Milford, PA, I now get up at 4:30 (or earlier) each day to commute on a 6AM bus. I leave work at 3:45 to be on a 4:35 bus and get home at 6:30.

I love it!

I love the town and the area. Sharon has it pegged that I now have a vacation home 365 days a year. And Jack likes living here. He's thriving in his school and it's so pretty!

I bought an SUV last week. With the sale of our house being a few days later, I didn't have money yet to buy the new truck yet I drove off the lot with a new 2006 Honda Pilot with only a commitment to pay for it by December 3.

I took my old car in for an oil change, mentioned tat I was referred by someone from town and was treated well. Nice!

I went to the local Wachovia Bank to re-sign up for online banking (I handed confirmed my account access within the 21 days specified) and after waiting while they completed with another customer, was not trated like an idiot as I might in Manhattan. It was a pleasure!

So today, we're going to the Buddhist Temple in Glen Spey for an empowerment and day of meditation. I feel so alive.

- posted by Unknown @ 6:33 AM