Life is short, even when it’s long

I count myself to be very fortunate. I live a privileged life. I was brought up in a stable, loving family where there were reliable, consistent rules and expectations, consequences when you did wrong, and rewards when you did well. I was taught the satisfaction that comes from hard work with one’s hands. I was…

I don’t know what to put here.

Where do I begin? It has been over a month since I posted. There are quite a few circumstances for why I haven’t been here, including taking possession of a new house, organizing contractors and making living arrangements for the next several months, as well as my grandmother breaking her shoulder in a fall that…