What can I say? I haven’t written on my dear blog for over two weeks, which I believe is the longest I’ve gone without posting in seven years.
However, my left eye has twitched for a month. (Is that truly a sign of anxiety or just an old wive’s tale?) My stomach is in knots. My sleep is spent tossing and turning, and I wake up drenched in sweat several times each night.
This is not a good time for me, because it is a time of change and transition.
You may know that I hate change. I don’t do well with transition. I rely upon routine and familiarity, and all of this is changing.
From our beloved crew, to the elementary school my children attend, to the fisheries we participate in, to the car I drive, to the friends I have, to even this blog…it’s all in a state of transition.
This is a storm, but it’s got to roll on by. It will pass. Surely, I just need to sit here, soak up the rain, and let it roll on by. I know first hand it could certainly be worse. I also know the sun will shine again.
Everything’s gonna work out right, you know.
Let go, and let it flow, let it flow, let it flow.