Building a Mystery
strange portrait of me writing, courtesy of my three year old son.
It occurred to me today that many of you are still wondering and worrying about us, and that I need to let you know that good things are happening around here. It's still too early to write the latest chapter in the story, but it feels like we've turned the corner.
I can tell you it got worse before it got better. On the off chance my sister, my mother, and Jen turn out not to be delusional, and I ever get to sit on a talk show couch with a book of mine in hand, I will have some damn good stories to tell. Let's just say I had my Debra Winger in Terms of Endearment moment. You know, right before she starts sleeping with John Lithgow.
At any rate, the wind has shifted. Patrick is suddenly snowed under with work. Since last Sunday, he has had about twelve hours sleep. You won't hear either one of us complaining. Decisions have been made and some big changes are on the horizon, which you'll hear about in due course.
Before all that good stuff happened, my mom decided she just couldn't hack the long-distance worrying, and booked a flight to join us for Christmas. She arrives tomorrow night, and we are beyond excited. It's going to be a good end to a tough year.
Maybe the beginning of a great new one.
Labels: hunting gathering, lack and plenty
6 Comments:
Thanks for the update - I think of you...
hurrah! Good news is always wonderful to hear!
She's probably with you now... tell her hello for me and Merry Christmas to you all!
xo
lkat
There's no one like Mom. Your's is special and not just cause she's my Auntie M.! Have a very, very merry Christmas.
Love Kim
What a wonderful gift for your children, and right after you worried that they might not know their last grandparent well. And here she comes. Beautiful.
*heaves a sigh of happy relief*
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