The fury of the winds upon my roof was relentless. It blew and blew for the last few days. Mostly I stayed in bed to keep warm. I wouldn't say I am proud of the fact, but I am happy for myself that I had the chance. I'm making tamales today. The masa has saffron that a friend of mine brought back for me from Turkey. I have so many things to do it's difficult to know where to start. I'm probably going to close up the house and move on to a different life than I have known. It's strange to be letting go of everything I have struggled to accumulate. Honestly, I question the benefit of collecting so many objects. Relinquishing them is proving more difficult than I had anticipated.
Moving through my grief after four years can now handle some laughter and tears. I want and need fewer tears and more laughter.
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