Is this all too bloody abstract? I'm sorry. Talking around things is part of the process for me.
Tonight. Sable, freshly bathed, is asleep on the floor next to me.
This is the new shape of my life. I am not talking about the sea changes, not right now. When I stand back to look at the big picture, I get dizzy and fall down. New habits. Baby steps. One piece at a time.