I'm adjusting.
Most of my life I've tried to be the glue that held our family together. My mother, siblings, kids, grandkids and husband have always known that I would find a way if there was a way to be found to overcome whatever and support them no matter what.
My house was never fancy but was always a comfy, safe refuge.
How lucky I've been.
Today one of my grandkids moved away from California so he he can be who he wants to be. Humboldt has little to offer young folks.
I always knew this time would come. As long as I can I will be here just in case.
Getting old is bittersweet.
Might be quiet for a day or two.