The outpouring of good nature and loving words, is enough to make me start crying again. However, the amazing joyfulness that Peter Jackson has created with the end of the LOTR trilogy, (which I saw today and loved to the marrow of my bones) while not completely earasing my moribund state of this morning, has done much to bouy my spirits. No small part was played by the beautiful spirits and energies of the loving people there are around Journalspace, My mother’s vituperate invective has become no more than a trial, a tribulation. One that will end at some point, even if it’s a still days away. I will survived. I have this long.
Blessings and Good Things to all my friends on Journalspace, and may Blessings and Good Things find me and my home as well.