Change

Our building just sold. We've known for the past few months that this would happen. It's been really hard for me. I've got a lot if feelings about it. Unresolved loss, lack of transition closure and too much unplanned change in our lives I suppose.

If I list it, it's impressive. In about 3 years time this has happened:

-husband moves to Portland
-child goes to kindergarten
-house gets burgalarized
-nephew gets cancer
-niece gets born
-me & twig move to Portland
-grandma gets surgery
-grandma gets Alzheimer's diagnosis
-grandma plans to move into independent living place in Portland
-grandma moves in with us
-we move to accommodate grandma living with us
-twig acts out, violently at times
-grandma breaks her spine in a freak bus accident
-I have unexpected appendix surgery and the same week, a weird mammogram result and torn cartilage in my knee
-I have an almost hospital worthy asthma episode
-grandma moves to a group home
-we move to a new place
-twig hates second grade
-I get a new job

I'm over going with the flow. I'm tired and I want it to be simple and quiet.

Time to sleep.