My last day here was lovely. We went to Red Rocks Amphitheater. It was so amazing. The air is so thin though, it’s amazing how winded I got walking up there. It’s open to the public until 2:30 each day, then they close it to prepare for the concert that will take place in the evening.

It’s this ginormous red rock formation that juts out from the mountain. In the center they created an amphitheater. The view is amazing. These are some pics I took.

We came back to the house for a little while, then went for a walk in a park near here. The parks are beautiful, and so well maintained. It was nice to spend time with him, just one on one.

I’m trying not to get too far ahead of myself, and not think about tomorrow. Son was trying to get a friend to go with us, so he wouldn’t be alone on the ride back. But I doubt it will happen, we’re leaving about 8:15 for the airport. I’m biting my lip trying not to cry as I type this. Gonna be hard.

I will be glad to get home though, all things considered. I miss my own bed, I miss my morning routine, and I have things that need doing. But it’s gonna be so weird without my son in the basement. Then move, drive to Florida, set up a new house.

I just want it to be done, at the moment. I’m getting tired of the transition. Especially this one.

Love and light.

1.On the way out here to Denver, in the long empty stretches of I-80 in Nebraska, we passed a sign that said “Rest Area 1 miles”. Or some distance, anyway. Then immediately following was another sign that said, “Modern Rest Area 2 miles”. This provided endless hysterical banter between my son and I.

“Let’s hold out for the modern rest area.”

“What does that mean? You have to pay in hay bales?”

“Does it mean outhouses, complete with moons?”

“Only hitching posts?”

In the end, it meant, it was a rest area for REST. ONLY. It was a lane you could pull off the road so you could sleep. That was it. No facilities whatsoever.

2. There is no place to sit outside here, at this house. I need to be outside, to feel the fresh air, to see the mountains, for some inspiration. My creativity seems stunted, because I haven’t been able to capture something that teased my imagination.

3. I am ready to be home again, though not ready to leave my son here. But I won’t ever be ready for that. I’m trying, really, not to think about it, because it will only ruin the good time we could have today. So, I just have to push through it, and get to the other side of it.

4. I am ready to be in my new house, in the sun, and start creating my new life. This transition is so long, it’s hard. I’m ready for it to be over. Another 2 weeks to go.

5. I’m hopeful that we might do a little sight-seeing today. I told son that I’d like to see something of the mountains before I have to leave, not just the mountains in the distance. Thinking of trying to go to Red Rocks, where the amphitheater is. It looks beautiful, and is only about 15 min from here.

Working my way through it, trying to enjoy the moment.

Love and light.

The Rockies, about 30 miles east of Denver

We’re here. Finally.

What a beautiful place this is. I haven’t been in Denver proper yet, but the community that my sons place is in is beautiful The home is very nice. He has a nice room, away from the other 3 bedrooms, with plenty of space, and a desk, and nice closet space. He seems happy to be here. One of his buddies just got here to help him unpack.

He and I went to a Thai restaurant for lunch, recommended by his landlady. It was awesome! And cheap! A glass of wine, $4.95! A beer, $3.50! Lunch was $5.95 each and more food than either of us could eat. It is so much less expensive here. There was a smoke shop next door, advertising cigarettes for $3.74 a pack. Unlike CT where I think they are around $10 a pack. Not that either of us smoke, but it does show a price differential, caused by taxes.

You can look down his street and see the mountains. The mountains out here are just majestic, so huge. You can see snow at the tops of some of them, above the tree line. The sky is so blue, being a mile closer to the sun. And it’s hot here during the day, supposed to be 90 today. It’s in the 50’s at night.

My ex called as we were approaching Denver. The cell service was spotty, and neither of us wanted to talk to him at that point, we just wanted to get where we were going. So he left a voice mail, accusing us of blocking him, and let me know if you just don’t want to talk to me, etc. Idiot. I wanted to scream, listening to him trying to make himself sound so put upon. I was like, Hey idiot, how about when you bought a new cell phone for you and my son and wouldn’t give me the numbers and shut off the house phone? Grrr.

I know that he is feeling so sorry for himself, because he’s not on this trip with us. He’s so left out, but I think it’s time he re-evaluated his behavior and figured out why his son wants nothing to do with him. Of course, he won’t ever do that, but I’ve washed my hands of it. Only he can change himself.

But I did call him after we had lunch, because simply, I respect his position as my son’s father, and felt somewhere deep down, he really did want to know he’s ok. He had all kinds of advice for my son, all of which was stupid, because he has no idea who his son is. Telling him to just listen and get to know people, and not get in a confrontation with them, but learn to make them laugh. He has no fucking idea. My son is the friendliest kid, makes friends with people so easily, and making people laugh is his specialty. He’s unlike his father, who would confront anyone anywhere anytime, just to prove he’s top dog.

But I’m glad I got that over. He told me his last living aunt died a few weeks ago, and his cousin just died, and the wake is Wed. Idk why he suddenly wants to keep me up-to-date on his family, but I guess it’s a nice thing. Whatever. He always has some ulterior motive, always. I would guess he’s hoping to make me feel left out.

Nope. Don’t. Not a bit. LOL. I’ve gotten along 10 years now without a peep from him about his family.

He also went to the wedding and signed the card with the $ in it from the three of us. He really has no grip on reality. I know he still feels I’m his wife in that demented head of his.

So we are going over to his friends house in a little while. His friend is taking us to a dispensary, lol, so I can see what they are like. May buy some edibles, who knows. Maybe some gummy bears, or peach ring gummies.

All is well. It’s still going to be hard to leave him on Thursday but I feel good seeing how close he is to his friends, and what a nice place he’s in. I’m glad he has people close by to help him get acclimated.

Life is good at the moment. Love and light.