I keep coming to the computer thinking that I am going to write something, but the truth is these last few weeks have been so incredibly lousy that I simply freeze at the thought of writing about them. I feel as though it is enough of a struggle to just get through the days; committing thoughts to words could cause complete crumble, and frankly, I don't have time to collapse.
Since my last post:
The Good: Harper turned nine. The Bad: Our furnace freaked the hell out and deposited smoke, soot, and lethal levels of carbon monoxide throughout the house. Lethal levels! Try to get that phrase out of your head after hearing the fire chief say it to you. The clean-up has been extensive and continues, but the good thing is that none of us were home, we are safe, the house didn't burn down, and the things we lost are just things. Some were extremely sentimental things, but things just the same. The Horrible: My father-in-law passed away suddenly New Years eve. It is a little odd to say it was sudden because he had terminal cancer, but the last few days of his life were a blurr of rapid deterioration, and it was, in fact, awfully damn sudden. I'm taking a little time to search out some perspective; hopefully, I will return soon.




I very much hope that the next few weeks will be a vast improvement over the last ones! Best of luck to you in 2009.
Posted by: Laura | January 03, 2009 at 08:42 PM
I hope that things settle down for you in 2009.
Posted by: divrchk | January 04, 2009 at 08:33 AM
You have had a horrible ending for 2008. Except, of course, for Harpers' birthday. 2009 will be better, I promise. Love to the whole family..
Posted by: Aunt Lindy | January 04, 2009 at 11:36 AM
What happened to my comment?? Here goes again..You have had a very lousy ending for 2008, except, of course, for Harpers' birthday. 2009 will be better, i promise. Love to the whole family...
Posted by: Aunt Lindy | January 04, 2009 at 11:38 AM
I'm SO sorry for your loss. :(
Posted by: maggie, dammit | January 04, 2009 at 05:42 PM
God's will.
Write, write, write.
Write for yourself to let the thoughts and feelings flow.
Kept inside, questions only confuse our perspective of life.
Why me?, why not me.
Why us?, why not us.
We are unique,but life and death are a constant for everyone.
Use your talents to the best of their ability.
Irony is a forte that is yours.
Make me laugh and I will cry with you.
Iris and ME
Posted by: Michael | January 12, 2009 at 10:03 AM
I was just stopping by your blog for the first time. Sorry that 2008 ended with such a bang. We had a carbon monoxide scare last winter and it was so scary!! Knowing that my babies were in the house with those toxic fumes freaked me out. When we went to the hospital for treatment the docs told us that the level of exposure we had would have given us about 8 hours until it was too late. Luckily, it didn't happen during the night when we were sleeping! And thankfully your family was out of your house when it happened at your home.
I hope 2009 goes better!! Best wishes and I look forward to reading more of you stories!
Posted by: carrie | January 21, 2009 at 12:43 PM