I was just going through all the vacation photos – Beartooths, Big Horn, Missouri River – and realized that, at long last, I finally feel like part of the family. Which is good, since Marilyn, Christian and I just agreed that we're extending this living arrangement at least til the end of the year (4 month intervals). That freaks me out significantly less than it used to.
I'm getting a BIG red flag though, 'cause I can't seem to write. It's all cluttered inside my head, and I can feel myself curling up inside. I can't pray; I can't look at the future without fear and panic. God, help!
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