fade into me

I am on a real kick these days. February did its worst by throwing three new gigs at me; February wins, I spin.

One of my new jobs is wedding coordinator for two of my best friends. For the record, planning a wedding for 60 in three weeks is a monumental task, especially when I have never planned anything for anyone ever.

I am losing sleep and hair and gaining weight. None of those are good.

The balance of the equinox is almost upon us and I hope the cycle of renewed focus lends the gifts of clarity, vision, and humor to my life.

More than all of this external hubbub has been self-reflection. Seeing myself as a competent qualified adult is a hard won battle for me; I struggle continuously with ideas about relationships, morality, dedication, and the pursuit of happiness. I am alone, but not lonely.

From my youngest sister I feel the transformative power of unconditional love.