No Rest This Sunday

I am exhausted.

What started as a lovely Sunday turned into a harrowing experience.

Head up. Keep Moving.

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I’m coming home to you

It’s been a long, busy, emotional week.

It’s time for rest.

September 1.

The end of summer.

The true beginning of the new year in some respects. Continue reading “Bye Bye Summer” →

I am doing most of the things they say I should do.

They being the proclaimers of conventional wisdom. Continue reading “Coping” →

Cards, bath salts, flowers, chocolate, cookies, walks, lunches, notes, phone calls.

Hugs. Lots of hugs.

Tears shared.***

My family.

My friends.