I fear that you have misunderstood. Or that I’ve been misleading.
My life, here in Newport News, Virginia, is incredible. I speak of sadness and missing and what-am-I-doing-here moments,
but
I am healthy.
Whether nature or nurture, it is not in my composition to adjust to being far away from
Brenda or Ken or Tony
or Grace
or aunt-uncle-cousins families.
So, constant undercurrents of emotion
surge and wane
at unpredictable and strange times.
While every day is not spotless from tears,
my everyday is filled with
laughing with my husband
and playing with my …
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While I fine tune my resoluting, please enjoy some pictures of our journey through twenty-ten. (Click on the post title to see the pictures. WordPress is being funny.)
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Heading down the road in a U-Haul towards the craziest thing we’ve done. Besides skydiving.
It snowed in February. Again and again and again. It was an undeniable statement that we were not in the Sunshine State any …