I am imprinting this scene on my mind. We had the 'best' relationship, amazing adventures, and a truth between us that was built on real and honest connections. We even talked about scattering ashes and his wishes for me moving forward. I can't imagine having such a conversation with anyone else.
The week is a flustered mix of letting Russ go and doing the adventures we would have done together in the beautiful place of a resurrected cabin by Maine Cabin Masters. I am trying to manage his wisdom and carry it with me into this week. We loved going to cabins on the water and assimilating with the surroundings and local culture.
With that in mind, I am meeting the challenge of Maine. Truly, how can you come to Maine and not have MAINE blueberries or lobster? I certainly couldn't.
Then there is lobster...an all time favorite of mine. Do you think my early introduction spurred on this love? When I was a small child, my parents, like most young parents, were on a tight budget. For their anniversary each year they would go to a fish market and buy 2 lobsters for their celebration dinner. My two brothers and I were given our portion...we were allowed the little legs and invited to suck the juice from them. That's it! Now I want it all, no sharing. So today I went to Maine Cabin Masters headquarters which houses The Woodshed, a little food restaurant and gloried in a fresh lobster roll; I ate the whole thing...all by myself.
Both these foods are about comfort; this week is about comfort, balance and reflection, pieces of life that I need to feed my soul, both literally and figuratively. I am a work in progress, but giving it my best shot.
Now to find some blueberry wine!
Addendum: I found the wine and ick... so sweet; I choose to remain a dry red wine girl.