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Eternal City, Temporary Love

I went to Rome for the weekend a few weeks ago, but I didn’t go alone. I went with Cazz. We have big problems trying to keep apart. The magnetism that pulls us together won’t let up for very long. I won’t pretend any longer that things are different this time. They aren’t. They are always and forever the same- back and forth until one of us falls. And though I feel that I am in a new frame of mind, the overall picture is very much as it always is.

So we went to the Eternal City to look at the past, to look toward the future and to interpret the present. And I was of a mind that this outing would very possibly be, our last. We traveled around the city, awestruck by the beauty, immersed in the ruins. We touched and were touched. The hot sun was fearless and unrepentant. We sweated rivers and oceans and hardly noticed at all. Something new. At least if we were the same, we could bask in the joy of the one tiny difference. Sometimes and for some people, when a problem seems unsolvable, it is wise to change environments and get some perspective brought on by a different atmosphere.

There was some stress on the trip, as my stomach would not settle for the life of me. But in the midst of that, we found some peace. The greatness of the city made us humble. I realized how small we are, and how temporary this life. How fear and war can get us from one century to the next, but how much more lasting is hope and love. With these thoughts swirling around my head, we found a bit of grass in a park overlooking the city and took a nap, while the sun made its way towards the other side of the world.

I won’t say that we were different after, or spectacularly changed. I don’t pretend that a weekend can resolve the deep issues that we continue to trudge through. And I can’t even say that I know what to do next. But since I don’t know what to do, I’m not going to do anything for the moment. I’m going to stop, reflect and let the waves that ebb and flow in the ocean of my life, continue to ebb and flow, while the sun continues to fearlessly cast shadows on an Eternal City somewhere in the middle of a boot.

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4 Comments

  • Reply J Rabbit

    I love and miss Rome, and I love and miss you.

    September 19, 2009 at 2:12 am
  • Reply Peter @ italyMONDO!

    “I’m going to stop, reflect and let the waves that ebb and flow in the ocean of my life, continue to ebb and flow, while the sun continues to fearlessly cast shadows on an Eternal City somewhere in the middle of a boot.”

    Very deep… excellent post.

    September 19, 2009 at 8:39 am
  • Reply Anonymous

    I think you are being really selfish right now…
    You deserve a BIG injection!

    September 19, 2009 at 8:23 pm
  • Reply kacers37

    Hey Lou, Rome is a magical place. Hang in there, keep you head up, and just keep living your life to the best of your ability. The rest will fall into place. 🙂

    September 20, 2009 at 12:44 pm
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