This year has been a difficult one. Aside from losing a most beloved friend, more medical problems than were necessary (read: working the insurance), causing me more worry for new wrinkles than needed, my son & his she-devil wife now expecting their first child, on and on it goes. But, and I use this carefully, there seems to be light breaking throught the clouds. It will involve rearranging the furniture, so to speak. But, change is good. And my time in this place is done. No more babysitting.
More will be revealed later as it unfolds.