Well, this is it. My last blog post as Miss Hargreaves.
Today, Bill, the Facility Manager at work (not to mention, the loveliest Scott you’ll ever meet – perhaps, even, a gift from my Nanny) – brought me a very offical nametag reading “Jennifer Wilson.”
Yes, I am beginning to feel like someone new.
I’ve written and erased about a hundred sentences trying to capture the sum of experience for this medium. But those thoughts will stay in the journal beside my bed. Instead, I’m taking Frost’s sage advice.
See the door on my little atelier?
It says, Ferme.
And if you’re lost enough to find yourself
By now, pull in your ladder road behind you
And put a sign up CLOSED to all but me.
Then make yourself at home.
Here are your waters and your watering place.
Drink and be whole again beyond confusion.
JenPoem is called Directive by Robert Frost. Photo is borrowed from Jisanna’s Flickr page. Merci to both.