Here I am, bag and baggage, and to be honest, I’m not going to give any reasons for the prolonged, unannounced hiatus.

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on us, and it has done so with me many times. I’m still processing it. There are days that I just want to cry, there are days that I am filled with rage; like the carpet or rug has been pulled from under me, and I am not happy about it.

Two months ago, my mother joined our Creator. While I knew it was going to happen at some point, I wasn’t ready for it. None of us were. I was hoping she would rally through, but here we are.

But I do have to remind myself that she is now healed, happy and whole, and reunited with my father, whom she loved very much. My world would be a different place without her in it now, but she is in a better place now. Where there is no pain or suffering.

I’m taking things a day at a time. And I do admit that this time, it is a little harder to navigate, because when my father died, my mother was with me, every step of the way.

It is a reality I now need to face everyday.