Seven years ago today I was enjoying my first week of visiting with Carole. She was living in Oregon, then, and I was in Fort Dix, New Jersey. We had been corresponding for months, but on 17 October 2002, she came to visit me for the first time.
During the years that we’ve passed together since then, Carole and I have built a wonderful life. That may seem strange to some readers, but not to us. During the hours we’ve shared together, we’ve sown the seeds for a lifetime of romance and happiness.
When I reach these days of October, I always look back to how quickly the time has passed. We’ve had our struggles with prison complications, but our love has never wavered, and we’ve succeeded in growing closer in spite of our challenges. I like looking back, because it gives me some conception of how much closer I’m coming to my release.
It doesn’t seem so long ago that Carole and I shared our first kiss, and I still remember it clearly. I recently wrote it in my manuscript, and it seems I remember every visit we’ve shared since then. That comforts me, because I know that if I project myself seven years forward, I will be home and living together with her, and prison will be a part of our past.
Today I spent time thinking about our future, and I thought about what more I can do. Carole asked me today what my next project will be. I have to wait for word on how my agent and the publisher respond to my new manuscript. Once I have more finality on that project, I’ll decide. For now, I’m spending a lot of time thinking.
I ran 10 miles this morning, followed by 300 pushups. My running tally is 2,775 miles over the past 311 days.
Tuesday, 20 October 2009
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