thanks P7...I appreciate your kind words.

summer vacation then?

It's just me, no one else is the problem. I've been on overload for a few weeks...
A part of me is grieving and there's no one thing that I can address.
Different things have been a parade marching through my life.

It makes me think of this little tidbit, just one of the variations that make the rounds.

"Two people were vying for a prize although they were not told what that prize was.
They were sent to different rooms and told to look for it.
The rooms were nearly ceiling high in crap.

The first person moaned and groaned about it; "I'll never find that damn prize! Look at this frigging mess...who the heck thought of this stupid contest anyway?!
And with that, they withdrew from the contest.

The second person had entered their room at the same time.
Reflecting on the massive crap in this room,they made a request:
"Quick! Give me a shovel! With all this crap, there's gotta be a pony in here!!"

Optimist vs pessimist?

Right now my shovel is the size of those plastic ones found in a child's bundle to be used at the beach.
I know my little plastic shovel will grow stronger as I use it...turning into a wonderfully strong and beautiful one.

Impatience is not the headliner right now; weariness is.
Processing what has happened is going slowly, and this is all right.
Renewing my energy is inch by inch, but it's still forward movement.

In Peace