As the world tilts.....

My father is ill and it seems to be altering my world perceptions.  I seem to be,lost in this gray fog made of all the points in my life my father has affected.  Needless to say I'm quite surrounded.  You never realize how someone affects your very way of thinking until you may lose them.  I've noticed that smells and sounds are triggering mostly memories of my father.  I'm stuck in this constant round of worry about how long he's going to be around. It's like living in a pit where I can see the way out but I'd rather just stay in the pit.

the world at it's craziest

So the world has gone totally wacky between the financial crisis the presidential election and my life it's been a whorl wind. I ran up to Ohio for a month cuz the family has been in crisis and unfortunately due to the touchy nature of the crisis I can't delve here. Lets just say that it is a mess. I feel as if it was a less than productive journey.

I came back to my own life and it's mess. The dh is still distant and it seems to be all I can do to keep my sanity from his view or non-view of the situation. I am trying to reconcile myself to being home and back in this mess.

On a happier note my children were ecstatic to see me and it made the tension between me and my husband less volatile. They both made honor roll, a mother could not be more content there.

As I settle into life here and some other more daunting tasks I'll keep ya updated.