Just dropped in to see what condition my condition is in

I walked Loca around the Big Lake this morning, reveling in the beautiful day outside, and the fact that despite all of the heaviness of late, that things are going to be all right. This is a difficult time because so many huge things hang in the balance. My uncle wrote me that having a baby was going to be life defining. Losing my mother is also as weighty. All around us there is beauty – the bayou, the oak trees with moss, the bells of Our Lady of the Rosary ringing on schedule, the sun in the blue sky. In the morning Loca jumps up for loving and Wolfie ambles around to steal her bed then Bam Bam starts to meow for his breakfast. Meanwhile, we linger just a little longer in each other’s embrace. All of these fine details punctuate what makes our life wonderful. I’m just closing my eyes and focusing on each of these details as a steady reminder that troubles pass, and sorrow turns to joy eventually, and in the meantime, it’s all good.