There will no doubt be more on this, but the short story is cancer. The slightly longer story is that it is my husbands. The offshoot is fall out. No plans, no life, no control. Just this meaningless run of things happening all around me that I can barely keep track of.
But in the good news front, NaNoWriMo. :D
This year I am a Municipal Liaison. Yay! They even made the Wairarapa a new area. Now I have to get my wee thinking cap on for where and when to hold write-ins and stuff. :D
Hello Juanita.
ReplyDeleteI read your comment about joining the tote challenge. I would have responded directly, but don't have your email. Mine is ricochethandbags@hotmail.com
I've been having a great time surfing through all your blogs. I enjoy your writing and photos. Thank you for sharing your life and lessons and recipes! I'm sobered by this post. Cancer is. . . what can I say that won't sound trite or full of pity? I don't know. I'm sorry your husband has cancer. My heart goes out to you.
Warm wishes,
Rikka J.
I'm sorry to hear about your husband. I can't imagine how you're feeling, but I can send some prayers to you both as you deal with this.
ReplyDeleteHugs and hope, always.