Change

A lot has been going on lately. To say the least.

I moved with my daughter from Utah to Boise, ID on Sunday. 

I am not interested in placing blame. I feel lost and yet completely at home at the same time. I don't cry until someone expresses sympathy. I have plenty of support here, but I worry. 

I have a disease that thrives on uncertainty, yet here I am.

I will continue to write, because I have to put these ill-formed brain children somewhere. Even if their mother feels a bit shattered for a time.

Same soul, different setting. Time to find my somewhat twisted path to happiness. To strive for improvement, not perfection. And to reflect on the endless possibilities at present.

It is both the least, and the best, that I can do.