Warning: I've been processing some big life stuff lately, and I'm going to slip some news in at the end of this post. I'm going to aim for a deceptively light, perhaps brisk, hopefully not flip, tone, drop the news and keep moving. Not ready to do much more than that. Don't worry for me, it's not a marriage issue. It's big news, not bad news. . . you'll see.
And if that's not enough Daughter time for a belated Mother's Day/birthday weekend, I also had a reunion with this beautiful, gracious, smart, so-thoughtful young woman. The reunion followed over 35 years (I won't say more precisely because, you know, ages over 30 are for their oners to divulge . . . ) of separation. It followed a private message sent on Facebook introducing, speculating, and inviting.
I think my tone belies the emotions I'm processing, the work I'm doing on so many levels. I'm not ready to talk about that here nor do I think I will necessarily ever want to. Should you comment, I'm not sure I'll engage as much as I generally do, although I suspect I'll be grateful for your comments which I anticipate will be supportive and thoughtful as I've come to expect from you. Thanks, in advance