I am sorry I’ve been so quiet. And I thank you for thinking of me.

Ex-Pat has been home from the hospital for about a week.  He is better some days, not good on others.  And he’s….himself.  A quick glimpse of mortality hasn’t made him a bundle of sweetness and light. I just need to change my expectations, I guess.

Anyway, spring is here, though I am mistrustful, and slightly fearful that winter is just hiding in wait, snickering evilly, preparing to deliver a final wallop to chill my soul. But in the meantime, I am blissful in the blue skies, the warm air, and my fishbelly-white legs finally being exposed to the sun.

Lent ended today (for me) and my first indulgence in chocolate was….kind of a letdown. It was bitter, and not nearly as good as I remember. I think that’s actually fine. But the little key lime cookies that MKL gave me were yummy.

Work is okay, the cat is enjoying her dirt baths and chewing on the grass, and Kelsea is wonderful. I am grateful for her every single day.

I am going to try to get back in the habit of communicating now that life is settling down a little bit, because I’ve missed you guys.

I’ll leave you with an image of steps to a future of promises….

Bald Head Island, North Carolina.

Quote of the day: “Find a heart that will love you at your worst and arms that will hold you at your weakest.”  — Lessons Learned In Life …. and I would add ‘that you can do the same for.’

Daily gratitudes:
Colorful shoes
Giving my daughter a happy childhood
Knowing that I will never again drink cheap vodka
My new wind chimes
Soft animals