this morning #1539.
this morning, my attorney called to tell me that he was going to pick up my money around noon. as i waited for him to call me with the all clear, i lounged by the hotel pool with the family. the kids splashing each other. their mother swimming laps. grandma grinning, staring at something in the midground. around 1pm, i got the text. he said to meet him at 8pm at a bar in a town about an hour away. sent an address. holy crap. this is actually happening. i put down my phone & watched my family frolicking in the pool. smiled at their carefree state. we’re about to move on with our lives. i haven’t felt this unburdened in quite some time. i stripped off my shirt. with a tarzan cry, i dove in & joined them.