I see my whole life like an ocean of woe, but its a sunny day, and thete ate a few seagulls to delight. Im letting it all go. Challenging my mother, finally, felt different from what I thought. I called her to see if she was planning to come to visit and she was not she wants to put it off till tomorrow. I see healing for my son. I see letting go of the two abortions, finally. I see Jesus instead of Hutton as the great arbiter of my days. I feel a little sad. I never kbew my mother, i realuze. There’s not much time left. Not much time for her, not much time for me either. She was a young mother, i was an older mother. I’m OMITTING my ex from the picture entirely. This makes me hapoy.
I’m going to sign off now and play Mat Kearny’s song, “Moving On “
