Wow, time really slips away when you're tumbling. Ever since November 30, I have felt like God or the Universe picked up the snow globe I inhabit and shook it hard...and when the flakes finally settled, we were in some foreign space and trying to find a foothold.
Since I last wrote...
I have moved from the little house in the woods to the big house beside the busy highway in civilization (thank you, Jess, I like the way you phrased that). We moved in with my mother to take care of her. One day - and I fervently hope that one day is far, far in the future - this will be home, but for now, I'm trying to adapt.
Mom has been in the hospital, which precipitated our move. We had spent the night because she was sick, and at 3 a.m. I heard her fall. Now...had she been alone, I shudder to think what might have happened. And shortly after she came home from the hospital, she informed me that I was now living with her. I'm glad it was her decision and not mine. Makes it so much easier.
And so, coming home from work, I turn right instead of left. I am living life in an "L", and hope to be back when the dust finally settles, or at least when I'm sure the snow globe won't be shaken for a while.
So - a belated Happy New Year to all of you, and give me some time to get around to you all again. Take care!