Things are still changing.
Helping care for them is a given, but it's taken a little while to settle into a routine that can be sustained, without falling apart.
Remembering to breathe.
Some days it feels like panic mode has taken over and my desire to fix all the things is made harder when suddenly all the things need fixing.
An impulse left turn on the way to mom's one morning had me chasing the sunrise. After that first morning using the camera on my phone I began taking my Nikon with it's new-to-me used 18 - 200mm lens.
I've been thinking for a while now I would revive this journal. Blogging is as hard as I remember! I've written and deleted dozens on paragraphs.
I'm going to hit Publish and hope it gets easier.