This is one of my favorite spots in our neighborhood. I still remember that many years ago that when my companion and I went out for long walk together. This was the place where he was looking forward to. I’m sure he still makes a stop there and takes a break during his routine walk.
I can picture him sitting there, adjusting his breathing right now in my head..
It’s a mixed emotions I experienced the second this image was captured. I stood there for another brief moment before moving on. Before last June, I was so sure that this would be the place for us for the rest of our lives.
The road was clear. Unfortunately I couldn’t say the same for my head..
I went back to the ranch windmill again today before sunset. Walked around the windmill several times, I struggled to find a different perspectives. Then for a second I thought I was not alone. It was only my shadow on the metal water tank that hasn’t been functional since years..
Located west of Avenida Casa del Oro, there was this lonely windmill metal stand erected in the middle of the wilderness when we moved here seven years ago. I’ve been wondering if someone would ever fix it one day ever since. And it happened today.
I made my way there late this afternoon and captured more than a dozen images. I was fascinated by it. Enchanted by it almost.. I kept staring at the windmill head, watching the blades spinning patiently, and I lost track of time..
This is something I probably will never get tired of.
I’m talking about watching sunset. Whether I’m home or traveling, I look forward to witnessing the sunset at the end of each day..
We went out for a walk this morning. I was having severe jet lag and wasn’t really up for it at first. Since it was my companion who suggested it, I decided to accompany him.
I captured this image while he was taking a brief break. I’ve missed walking with him when I was far away in Taiwan taking care of my Mom. I vowed that I’d never leave his side once I’m back. And I intend to do so.
Our decorative birdhouse has been blown down by the wicked wind in Eldorado. Tumbleweeds are scattered all around the house and it seems no use to collect them just yet.
The house we live in is a rather large one for two people and I know my companion needs help maintaining specially when I’m not around. The past two years I’ve been spending a lot more time in Taiwan taking care of my Mom and the apartment she lives in. During these trips he always assured me that he’d be fine by himself and he could take care of himself and the house. Perhaps it may be true, but I’m well aware that I should be taking care of him as well.
Both my Mother and my companion are certain age now. As the years progress it has become clear and clear that they both need assistance in different ways and degrees in their lives. I’ve felt guilty leaving my companion alone while I was seven-thousand miles away taking care of my Mother. How could I make sure and do a decent job on both sides? The worst could happen would be that I failed both at the end.
It has become a balancing act that I’m trying to maneuver with the best I can..
Can’t say it’s a familiar scene by now. And I don’t think I can ever get used to flying so early. But this view when the sun slowly started to reveal itself, the warmth that it promised.. I’ve always loved it.. It’s a new beginning. It’s a renewed hope..
Goodbye, Albuquerque. Goodbye, New Mexico. Soon I will be back again..
After spending more than half a day tidying up our house and finalizing the luggage, we drove to Albuquerque to stay at a hotel since my flight departs before the sun even rises tomorrow morning.
My mind is all over the place and I don’t want to leave my companion behind. Since a few years I often feel like I’m in a bind and continue to failing to find a balance. Maybe there’s no solution. Maybe I have been thinking too much. Maybe this is one dilemma that I simply cannot please both sides.
In my mind I’m thinking about the things we would do for love.. and how far we would be willing to go..
