Dear Irene:
Yes, you are lovely and lively. Majestic yet wild. We are sure that you know how to enter a room and turn heads. We have watched you since you were a tiny thing toddling across the ocean and have followed your amazing growth into such a powerful young woman. We proudly count ourselves as part of your huge following.
We didn’t, however, invite you to our party. We don’t even want you anywhere near our party. There isn’t any gentler way to say this: our relationship is done. Over. Finis. We each have found our happiness and our futures in the arms and in the lives of others. When we look into our hopes and dreams, we do not see you. There is no room in our lives for you. Yes, with you, our lives might be more exciting and tumultuous. We know that – you don’t have to prove it to us. We are no longer as young in spirit and body as you are. We seek peace from the tumult of your daily life.
Go East young lady and find your own inner peace. There is no peace for you on the Chesapeake. Go East.
Sincerely,
S/V Heron, Molto Bene, Ubiquitous, Serendipitous, T-bone.
