I have realized--to some extent--the things I took for granted. Friends I didn't realize I had, yet am grateful that I do. It's a lesson that--when life gives you crap, it's easy to think that it's crap--but there is good everywhere and we've always been lucky to stumble across a small handful of great people.
I hope to know soon where we are headed. Biloxi is a tough place for many (quite justified) reasons. We are hoping to be in Phoenix soon, but we'll see what the cards have in store.
In the meantime, at least I have a closet filled with my things (or Danny's) and not a random assortment of stuff as if I feel like I'm squatting. Nothing negative toward my previous residence for six months. There's just something to be said about having a place that is yours. As hard as it is for me to fathom--I'm in my mid-20s and Dan will be 30 this year. We are past the point of camping on couches and thrive much better in our own environment.
And yet, still, life is complicated. With nothing but smiles, I ask "Who knows what lies ahead?" After a brief carbon monoxide alarm scare today, my mom asked, "What do think things will be like when you reach NORMAL?" She continues by adding, "I hope when that time comes 'normal' is satisfying." Of course, I'm paraphrasing, but it's true. The last few years have been a whirlwind of madness. We've NEVER had normalcy and perhaps, when we reach that, it will be anti-climatic and dull. Perhaps I'll be left wishing for more...more of something.
For now, we're just trucking along, doing what we can with what we have.
And, heck, I got Danny to eat a portobello mushroom burger tonight! Definite progress :) Until next time...eat, run and love, my friends.
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