Plunging Onward Blind

Just after the last post (the one in which I uttered that things were calm for the moment), it all broke loose again.  It has taken from August 16 until just recently to get my footing again.  She is safe.  For now, she is settled and even.  I am learning that it is best to live in the moment and trying to not jump ahead to plan the next.  I am not in control.  I am working on being at peace with that.  Life is better when I let go.  Oddly, that goes against my whole manner of being until now. 

Today was good.  It was odd to have Elvis at Thanksgiving, as odd as it was to have Her unable to have Thanksgiving at home.  It could be worse.  We made the best of it, and then we forgot and actually enjoyed ourselves.