||We gave notice
today that we're moving out after 13 1/3 years renting
the same wonderful apartment. That's the
longest I ever lived in one place. Seattle was
my fifth city in five years and I didn't expect
it to last more than two but it ended up being
fifteen. I remember weeping on the cab ride to Penn
Station to board a train west when I left
Manhattan in '98 and quiet tears rolled
down my cheeks today to think that as of
December 1 we won't have our home to return to.
I've been on Maui a month already and this
morning attended Kaupo Community Association
meeting under a temporary tent on site of old
one room schoolhouse and future cultural
center. It's somewhat metaphorical to say
they're circling the wagons against
poachers, polluters, and developers, but it
feels a little more literal when the meeting is
backgrounded by the lowing of cattle on a
roundup, the paniolos sitting high in the saddle
as they drive them to the crossing.
It makes me happy and weepy to read all
the nice sentiments people are sharing. It
reminds me that what made our place special was
the good human energy that flowed through it.
There were so many nights there--figure drawing,
crafting, film screenings, parties, etc.--that I
never wanted to end, as if that might have
forestalled this inevitable parting. I hope that
wherever we land we will keep building
connections, positive experiences, and most of
all never lose sight of our friends.