I have decided to post again. Sporadically, rather than frequently. I don't simply want to fill space. I want to occupy it with something of substance. Now that leaves me at a loss for words.
I have come to realize, in the last month or so, that to expect happiness is wrong, at least for me. I have had happiness, have basked in it, but it can't last. So I must look for it, or look AT it, differently. Change my expectations so that I won't question things so much.
But on many fronts I thrive. My work goes very well. Exciting projects are in the works. The stuff I have done recently has been met with tremendous enthusiasm, so much so that I am overwhelmed. And my little family is cuter and more wonderful than ever.