I last posted in June 2016, the final post of a 4-month freighter trip.
In July 2016, my wife Terry left. This was a surprise to me, but not a total surprise. An unsaid-until-now reason for my freighter trip was to give her space to think and to be. Our divorce was final in December. I won’t write more about this. It is private, for me and for Terry. Please allow us to keep it private. I won’t post comments I receive on this topic.
I don’t like the idea of having to fly to see both Matt and Emma, who are on opposite coasts. I chose one coast: the Pacific Northwest. It is more likely that Emma will end up near here than it is that Matt will end up on the East Coast. And, I like it better here.
In September 2016 I moved to Portland, Oregon. I visited in August to find an apartment, and rented a reasonable one in an interesting part of town.
In March 2017 I bought a condominium in Portland, and moved into it in early April. There are many reasons for the purchase, but the main one is that I wanted to establish some roots in a new place. I need to be less transient for a while.
I am gradually finding my way in Portland.
I furnished my new place well enough to feel comfortable and to accommodate guests. There remains much work to be done, but the pace and urgency are reduced.
So, a year after disembarking in Genoa, I find myself writing this, overlooking Portland from a 12th floor apartment, looking at downtown to the west and Mt. St. Helens to the north. By the way, Portland has a harbor that serves freighter ships.
I am preparing myself for more writing, continuing work on an in-progress novel, and hopefully getting some more things posted to this website. I hope that you find some of them interesting!