Life goes on.

Bittersweet.  Being able to spend a couple of days with my new grand baby.
Free to do so because my mother is gone.

Ah, life.   So hard, so beautiful, all at once.  It's a wonder a body can take it sometimes.

I have somewhat been operating in a "limbo land".   Trying to adjust to the changes that have just occurred.   In some ways, I think it was easier that I had months to prepare, and in other ways, I wonder, because those months took their toll.
But I am moving forward, because that is what is best.   It is, in fact, the only way.

Soon I will have my mother's affairs all in order.  I still have to convince myself that she is really gone.   That may take a long, long time.

Then I will be moving on to "get my head straight".  Sorry, I couldn't resist THAT ONE.

In some ways, I am in a bit of disbelief that this is really my THIRD surgery on my freaking head in 14 months.   Seriously??  I wish there were another door, but the rest are nailed shut.  This is the one.

As always, I may be offline for a bit, but someone will post something.  Hopefully, they will post  that the surgery is done, it was a success, and that I am moving all extremities.  And cracking jokes.

Right now though, it seems that this little girl affirms all that is good and right with the world.
And I'm taking that to heart.

 

Meet Baby Dale.

"Miserable people focus on the things they hate about their life.

Happy people focus on the things they love about their life."

That does seem like  a no brainer, doesn't it?