This is a great thing, really, because it points towards progress, not perfection. Today I have made not only the decision to turn my will and life over to HP, the the wills and lives of others as well. I cannot control them any more than I can control my life if I add a drink to the mix.
My sister and niece will be coming back from their trip to The Big City this afternoon, and I hope by then my mother will have made some headway in packing for her trip up north. No one likes change around here, but strangely enough I am getting more used to it. I actually seem to invite change into my life and push through it, taking what I need from the experience and leaving the rest.
It has snowed again, and the world is covered in sugary frosting. I’ll go run and take a picture and post it tomorrow.