that's life

I haven't blogged for over a month.



A reader of this blog noticed that and emailed me recently, asking discreetly if I was ok. I really appreciated that: I expect my friends and family to notice, as they have, if something is amiss, but to have someone who only knows me from my occasional musings recognize that I'm not following my usual routine, and that there might be something wrong, and even more, to care enough to ask about it, touched me very much.



I responded to her that I was ok, it's just that there's too much life going on at the moment. And that's the answer.



Too much life at the moment. Some of it good, and exciting; some more of it, unfortunately, difficult and painful. Illness, financial stress, work problems...all these are affecting my friends and loved ones, and, because they are my friends and loved ones, they are all affecting me, too. My dear cat Katie is succumbing, as we knew she inevitably would, to her FLV and her time is limited. Rob and I are moving house, and the stress that brings is sometimes palpable for us. My dear friend is terminally ill, and dealing with so many issues I cannot fathom how she copes.



Rob and I go to our casa in Mexico in two weeks. I will be taking all this along with my suitcase when I go, as we do. Life follows us, even if vacation ads talk about 'getting away'. And really, would we want it not to? Because for all of the pains that life may bring on occasion, I am really treasuring being alive and well enough to be able to go to our casa, with my dear husband, and being visited by friends and family while we are there, today. Too much life? The only problem is that there isn't nearly enough.