My son Seth worried that I would miss Cambridge when I moved.  He made me promise that I would go there twice weekly.  And I do.  I audit a course that meets in Cambridge twice a week.

This past week, I had a whole day of what I loved about living there, as follows: 

10:30-12:00:  Class

12:30-2:00:  Lunch with a friend who, like me, had to relocate after our building was found to be unsafe

2:15-4:00:  A (very) long walk along the Charles River with another friend

4:30-6:00 A talk by former U.S. Senator Phil Graham and the former president of Harvard, Larry Summers, at the Kennedy School plus a quick reunion with some former colleagues there.

But instead of my old 5-minute walk home, I sat in rush hour traffic for 45 minutes.

Still, I know my old life is there when I need it.