I had great intentions to revitalize this blog with NaBloPoMo, posting each and every day in November. The challenge, I thought, would be just the thing to get me back in the practice of daily writing my thoughts here. But new challenges arose instead.
As fortunes would have it, the evening of November 1st would not be spent at the keyboard. It was spent
shaking up my life reorganizing my sock drawer. There are fewer socks now here in Sockville.
I have no crystal ball to see what the future might hold, but I am hopeful that when all the dust settles and everyone gets their bearings in this new way of living, that everything will be alright, no matter what household format that might be. Because truly I hold no ill will towards the man I shared more than 20 years with. I just seem to have just figured out where my line in the sand was actually located.
So, my apologies for the immediate NaBloPoMo failure, and general lapse in communication for a while. I have no doubt the future will be filled with many a contemplative post as I map this new path. It is my sincere hope that there is still someone out here to share it with.