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At least one of my greatest QUESTS                                                                                                                                 was undertaken some 13 years ago.
I understand one's QUEST for gold,                                                                                                                                          other valuables, or information.
This QUEST involved a family member                                                                                                                        and his ex-wife. It's not that I did not know                                                                                                            
where they were, but I longed to see them                                                                                                           that I might share my heart with them about
something they did for me many years ago.                                                                                                                              A telephone or email would not have sufficed.
The 2000 miles that separated us did not matter.                                                                                                                   I had to look them in their eyes and say, "Thank you".
And it wasn't just 'a normal seeing'                                                                                                                             or one that ignited lots of emotions.                                                                                                                          
There was something within me regarding them                                                                                                      that had to be satisfied. In a larger sense,                                                                                                      
perhaps I was in search of a fresh connection with them.                                                                       But far beyond that, there was an intangible debt owed                                                                                        
for far too long. There was my older brother and his wife                                                                                    to whom I owed a deep debt of gratitude. They sheltered me                                                                            
when I took my first step away from home after high school.                                                                            They believed in me and never once did they attempt to alter                                                                                
my course of study. There were words of commendation                                                                            spoken to me that have stayed with me for more than 50 years.                                                                    
There was this special occasion when, after dropping me off                                                                                       at the college I was to attend, my sister-in-law said to me,                                                                                          
"I admire the fact that you are so decisive". Some words                                                                                     are 'life words', spoken into one's life like a seed that takes root                                                                       
and geminates. I was therefore convinced that there was a quest                                                                               I had to fulfill, something that I needed to tell them; something                                                                            
for which I am very thankful. Hense, even though they were divorced                                                           with several hundred miles between them, I was compelled to visit                                                                             
each of them face to face, look into their eyes and say, "Thank you,                                                                               for believing in me, for accommodating me at no cost for as long as required".                                               
From Sacramento to Mississippi; from Mississippi to Chicago.  Such was the                                                        route of my QUEST, and no material or financial debt payment could have                                        
compared to the reward I experienced. The mutual and therapeutic                                                 transaction that transpired between us was unequaled.

092821PSCtest, "Q" Contest, New Only, Constance La France. 1P
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