So there were moments in the last three weeks have been reminiscent of a Freddy Kruger movie... a complete and utter nightmare. There's been death, and several near-deaths, and loss on every front, each event like a blow to the face. And I find that every time I want to talk about it, it just gets worse.
Consequently, I've given up talking, about everything, to just about everyone, on just about every platform. Thank The Lord for frivolity and prayer. And music.
And rest assured World, we are not defeated. Not in the least. Not this Warrior Princess. I am still alive and I still have all my limbs. And I plod along, grateful that I can still smile at the world, in the face of adversity and change, and grateful for what I do have; confident with faith and the distinct knowledge that when you've hit rock bottom, there's no where to go but up. And let's not forget, the winter doesn't go on forever.