Samain Closing Moon
I now feel like a temporary resident of Minnesota. When I drove back over the Minnesota state border yesterday, the sign said, “Welcome to Minnesota.” In the past welcome back to Minnesota would have been how I read it. Yesterday I read it, for the first time in over forty years, as welcoming an out-stater coming to visit.
There are many details yet to be handled before we fully leave Minnesota, yes, but the past 6 days were an immersion in the new: roads, driveways, restaurants, vistas, rooms, scents, animal cohabitants, appliances, people. That immersion has left a strong impact on me, a feeling that I am now more a new resident just beginning to learn a new place than I am an old resident grieving the loss of the familiar.