Closed at Sunset

 

In processing loss, the loss of the life I had known to date, the loss of my husband’s health, the loss of a family home we had to abandon as a result, I took to walking the perimeter of the small island we inhabited, it’s shores a view of the future, and the past. The title is taken from an abandoned campground near the island, which I would pass on my daily walks, a sign on the property which read: Closed at Sunset.