Why hello, there. Welcome.
I’m in a new home both in the external world, and in the funky world that is cyberspace. I’m surrounded by boxes. Wires sticking out of the ceiling where light fixtures will someday be. Blank walls, both physical and metaphorical.
We spent three and a half weeks “between” homes. That was okay, not great. We weren’t living out of the car, exactly, though we did spend an awful lot of time digging through the car to find clean underwear and toothbrushes. We have slept in the new house for 2 weeks, and it is wonderful.
The move was more difficult than I expected. Packing, dealing with renovations, a “once-in-50-years” flood in which we lost many things we can get back, some things we never can. Many, many people were kind, and went out of their way to make things easier for us. Sometimes, I am stunned by the abundance of good things, good people, who are in our lives. I didn’t do anything to deserve such good people, and yet. Somehow. They are here.
Now I can exhale, after a long pause.
The photo above is what I see in my still-curtainless room when I open my eyes in the morning. Snapped with my phone, because my camera: she seems to be nowhere. So many things — Tupperware, knives, socks, bras, wine glasses, that outfit that I borrowed from a friend three months ago that she’d really like back —I just don’t know where they are right now.
But no matter, because see those budding leaves? It is spring.
Welcome, spring. Welcome, you, any “you” that is out there. This is just to say: hey there.
New home for the blog
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