Last spring my grandmother fell and she was in rehab and the hospital. Back and forth between the faculties a lot. In August she passed away. My grandmother raised me. Anything good in me was from her. I didn’t celebrate any holidays this past year and I am just getting clarity again. Yo be honest I feel as if I were in a fog and finally have woken up. It wasn’t that my life stopped it did not. But it was as if I were on autopilot. Like a blur. I still did what I needed to do and enjoyed things but the memories are just there but not “present” I am doing better been writing and doing my thing but wanted to emerge from my state and thank everyone who has been there for me. Those who reached out and just lent an ear or a hug. Thank you!