#231: Sidelines

Fighting the flu this week. J. graduated on Tuesday, and we came back from the ceremonies to rest before dinner and it hit me like a sledgehammer. Slight fever, body aches. It’s been maybe a decade since my last full-blown flu. I pretty much just stayed in bed for 72 hours straight.

I’m feeling much better now, reminded also that things take the time they take. I feel behind in a lot of ways, and only partly because of being sick. There are closets that need to be rummaged through, houses set in order, routines re-established. As such, I’m going to take a few weeks’ break from these Sunday letters – so as to have one less thing tugging on me.

Happy new year, Friend. See you again in January.