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Time marches on whether we want it to or not. SQ is off doing her thing, maybe with a placeholder or maybe without.

I have been doing mine, wandering through time and space on a journey I never expected to be on but sometimes feel I should have anticipated.

Sometimes I think about whether it is time to reach out and touch someone with a handwritten letter or if I ought to just pack it all up and let sleeping dogs lie.

Everyone and everything has a life span and sometimes the best you can do is just let go or so people tell me. Some of them have accused me of not being able to do so but they seem to ignore the long list of those left behind.

I may take a minute to let go but when I do it is usually the end…forever.

There is a full house here for the first time in what feels like forever. All of the children are roaming the place and for a brief time we’re together under one roof.

I understand what the older folk meant when they said time goes quickly and now I try hard to be present in every moment because they move so quickly.

It is surreal how fast it went and I am so very proud of what I see and hear, but it is bittersweet in some ways.

That is a good thing and I know it to be so.

I’ll blink and we’ll be in a new place…again.

Three weeks of war already. Three weeks following the worst attack on Jews since the Holocaust.

Feels like an impossible amount of time and similar to a nightmare that is hard to wake up from. Every day there is a new story of horror tied to the attacks or another example of antisemitism.

Can’t break, can’t falter because that would let the bad guys win and we won’t make that possible or probable.

It is not an option but we’re going to pay a price beyond that which we have paid but that is the cost of survival- there are no options so we move forward.