blogging on slogging

We're back from the Texas reunion--always wonderful to rub shoulders with those good folks. I subsequently tumbled into the Slough of Despond. But friends and family have graciously borne with me, and with their help, I have slogged upwards sufficiently to plant my feet on the Beach of Equilibrium. I'm trying very hard to focus on life-satisfaction which is free from my placing expectations on others. Independence is hard for us relationship-nurtured women, but, I vow to (at least) act unentwined. I'll try to be upright, as I was reminded by a spiritually astute friend at church this morning. What, you say? What arrogance is that? No, not the usual reading of the word, but _ up-right_. As in, standing up straight, not falling over, not crawling back into bed. It's a start. It's easy to say God is in control, but it's hard to maintain good posture.