Peace.

 

(Sign courtesy of the Church Sign Generator.)

Peace. Elusive little bugger. It's been a crazy month as I really internalize this whole "sandwich generation" thing. Yeah - I'm dealing with financial and medical and legal things related to the 'rents on one side, juggling end-of-school-year and summer schedule plans on the other. Somewhere in the middle I'm supposed to stay employed, make sure the mortgage is paid on time, keep fresh groceries on hand, and oh - find peace.

I'm either doing a fairly passable job of it all, or I'm freakin' delusional. Whichever one, it's OK. Not writing nearly as much as I want or need to, but I'm getting in time in the garden every day or so. Taking that 'peace' thing wherever it can be found.