Transition

Hey folks...

Has it really been a year? One that when I look back upon it slips away into a hyperdriven blur.

It's all change here, a period of tremendous flux. My roots shaken and that which I felt permanent transformed beyond my usual recognition, so that I need new lenses to be able to view it with any sense of coherence. Seeing with my old sight has been unbelieving, and with that stubborn resistance to acceptance of the inevitable.

There are some things which anchor me to reality. My daughter reaching her 4th birthday, sharing in the delight of her first panto experience, and the joy of knowing that she is loved by so many different people.

(written sometime in 2011, published October 2012)