I kind of fizzled out on that last series of blogs. I was attempting to get to the saga of allowing my Dad’s caregiver to move in for about 3 days, using parallel accounts of my past. However, I became entangled in my past again, and was exhausted in the struggle to free myself . This often happens when I dredge those sad events…
SO..onward and upward my friends!
I am still immobilized, at this point, from my bedtime meds. Today I shall attempt to get my things together, and find a quiet space in my head… See ya…
The Wind 