facebook reminds me.

I am tempted to poke him,

but I have no idea what

that fb function means.

 

So, instead I wish

him one of the automated

greetings with emojis.

Brad went to Australia

 

instead of me.

My husband had to remind

me that my down under 

teaching adventure

 

was 86-ed because

we planned to get married

before my teaching assignment

began in September.

 

Australia was not willing

to pay for two American immigrants.

So, I stayed home

to teach part-time at universities.

 

That road not taken, all Brad’s.

He was the next in line.

That road taken for me,

unfolding still—

 

switchbacks, mountain highways,

France, Italy and Montreal,

gravel roads and clay dirt paths,

teaching, writing, singing, loving.