This blog is sparked by the diagnosis of my mother having pancreatic cancer. It was fast and sudden. I am a poet so it will mostly be poetry but there will also be updates and things. Mostly this is my way of coping.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Blog from Dec. 14 2009
Ok. So it's all said and done and I'm moved into my parents house. However unhappy about it I may be, which is increasing. Does anyone out there think that of all the places we live over the course of our lives our soul will settle somewhere and that will always feel like home to us? I feel that way right now, in California. I know that moving back home was the "right" decisions to make. But I don't like it there. I would almost go as far to say I hate it there. Here I feel like my heart, soul, and entire ora is settled, comfortable, home. I think I may have made the "smart" decision the "right" one but I'm not sure if it was the right one for me
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