The concept of applying for an MFA is still not out the window, but more importantly I am hoping to have a much better web presence within a couple of months. The blog will come with me, dear readers, so not to worry. With it comes the angst, recovery, and laughter that only the pains of growing up can bring.
Mom is doing well. The weather has turned suddenly cold so getting her out of the house is more difficult. This is understandable. I’m glad the house is snug and warm and she is loved, cared for, and safe. This much I can guarantee.
The holidays will be the holidays. I have begun praying for those in my life who cause my stomach to grind its insides apart and because of that I can sleep better, although I had a fucked up “dream” the other night…More a nightmare…
I dreamed that the only reason I continue to make excellent grades in college and doing well in other venues is because I have Down Syndrome and those around me are going easy on me. What a relief to wake up and know that this is not true!