One day at a time...
Wow. Don't really even know what to say at this point. I feel pretty bereft of poetic thoughts and feelings. Just sort of empty, yet overflowing. I realize that paradox doesn't make any sense. But I suppose that's how life is sometimes--we can't make sense of things all the time. I certainly can't make sense of my life right now. I don't know how to encapsulate the time left undocumented in anything that would make sense to the reader. So, I'll stick to weather-like topics. I had to leave my husband again for an unknown length of time to return to a job and a house contract here in the States. I can always look back and think that I ought to have done some more research, taken more time, chosen a different process...but I have the here and now to deal with, so I guess I will tuck my shouldas, wouldas, and couldas away for a rainy day when perhaps I can share my life experiences with others in a similar season. I am still working at...