Dear Honey Run friends,
In my late teens and early twenties one of my favorite activities was to drive around downtown Columbus, Ohio in the evening dreaming of doing a development. I studied every parcel and the history of every building. At one point I had a map on my bedroom wall that was 8 feet long and 6 feet high that had each parcel and its number that corresponded to a book that had the property and sales information. It was usually late in the evening after I finished working, I would have Delilah on the radio (because I am that sappy) playing love songs and dedications, a cigarette in my left hand as I steered with my right hand. I would stop and sit in front of a building as its exterior lighting would illuminate the street and I would dream. It feels like a million years ago, but if I close my eyes and listen to love songs from the eighties and nineties it takes me right back to those days.
I was feeling nostalgic recently, so I made a playlist of these old love songs. Tonight, after a long day at work I decided to sit in my cigar room and enjoy a cigar. I was tired of watching television, so I put on the love song playlist and looked out the window at the forest with an almost full moon suspended above the trees casting its light over the forest. In this time of quiet reflection time while listening to these love songs I was flooded with memories of my junior high dance with my date in her tight skirt dancing with me to Boys to Men, and then to my prom and the memories. Apparently tonight was memory lane because I started reflecting on all my past relationships and the loves and almost loves I have encountered in my forty-two years. Its funny how I now own an Inn and I get to watch all of you come and enjoy a romantic weekend with your special someone while this love of a lifetime has eluded me to date.
I am very happy with my life and I have no regrets, but the romantic in me is still waiting. I know the day will come when I will know that love that I see in your eyes when you are at the Inn with your love of a lifetime. My life has not followed any conventional path so why would I even wonder why I am the late bloomer of the bunch. This rambling seemed fitting as we enter February, the month of love. For those of you in a loving relationship I am so happy for you. For those of you who are alone as I am, I am so happy for you also. What I have learned in life is that being in a relationship is not mandatory for a joyful life, but if you are blessed to have that partner that can enhance your joy, you are just that much luckier.
Happy Valentine’s day!
Your sappy Innkeeper,