Visiting, once again

This first appeared in As Diana O Sees It on August 24, 2023.

The train pulls into the Swiss alpine village station. I lift my suitcase onto the railcar and plop down onto a seat by a large, clean window. I take a deep breath and enjoy the moment.

It’s great to be unhurried. Age has mellowed me. There was a time when I’d rush for trains and planes.

I have a flashback.

I’m 15, summer break is ending, and I’m leaving Switzerland to return to boarding school near Boston. My grandparents have brought me to the station, as they did each visit. 

After boarding, I look out the window. They stand, waiting on the platform.

When the train I’m on starts to move, we wave to each other. Grossmouti wipes a tear from her eye, and Grosspapa takes out his handkerchief and wipes his nose. We won’t see each other for many months; and I’m the only family they have left.

This time, when the train starts to move, I look out the window and see no one waiting on the platform. I take another deep breath and acknowledge the sadness in my chest.

The train bends, creaks, and winds its way through verdant meadows. We pass by the level crossing in my old neighborhood. Two cars and a tractor are waiting to pass. I vaguely recognize the drivers’ faces. For 13 years, my children and I were a part of this farming community, but now, I’m a visitor once again.

Back from hiatus

After a four-month break, I am back!

For those of you who may have been wondering what happened to me, well I am happy to report that I began a new job. I now work for a media software company based in Gstaad called Consenda AG. Consenda caters to local and regional newspapers and it has developed a content delivery system that enables local newspaper publishes to bring news and advertising to digital users. In the meantime, please send me your ideas for future blog posts!