Where have I been over the last two weeks or so? Still requesting, storting, organizing paper. Still going to banks, getting forms signed, signatures verified. And at times, I have had meltdowns. It’s all part of grieving. When you are faced with a loss of any kind, you are spun around and dumped into a chasm of confusion, gobsmacked by life that has just made a surprise attack on the illusion of your well-being. Sometimes well-being isn’t even that. Sometimes well-being is the thought of what is; it is an acceptance of the present. And then there is a surprise … Continue reading →