I fell in love with a ghost about 10 years ago now and though I am happily married I can honestly say Jack Kerouac will forever have a piece of my heart. His words forever changed my life and though I never had the honor of knowing him in person I feel as if I knew his heart and his sorrow and reading his books was like stepping through a portal to his soul.
I wonder if anyone else could possibly know him the way I do from reading his words and sharing his life in the pages of his books…
I dreamed of him last night, he came to visit me and told me he would not be leaving me anytime soon…
I feel his spirit is with me, I have felt it with me for years.
My life changed when a good friend of mine introduced me to his work, the first book I ever ready was actually by Ann Charters…her biography of Jack and it moved me to tears, I was instantly and totally in love with him.
I miss him sorely and his way of life, the closest Ive ever been to him besides in reading his books was when I visited his bones laying in a casket far under ground whilst on my honeymoon with my dear sweet husband.
The feeling of the town, Lowell, was overwhelmingly lonely and I just felt the need to get away…somehow I felt the way he felt the many times he fled from home to go on the road.
Being so far from him in life as he in death and being so close to him as my bones stood next to his laying brought me to a new level of appreciation for the words in his books, for his heart and for his searching soul.
In life my heart is split in two, half of which belongs to my husband alive and loving and the best man I could have asked for to love me…in death belongs the other half to a ghost who lives on forever in his books and whom I may not have known in life but through his words has stolen my heart and inspires me to keep writing and to keep loving and living.
Jack Kerouac, you may be buried but you live on in our hearts…our souls are one
sheila1977
