It was late in the evening....
Been away for a while. But now I'm back. Had an INCREDIBLE trip to Norway for Jeannette's cousin Arvid and Monika's wedding. It was beautiful and emotional and loving and incredible all at once. I truly feel like my family is now fuller and I am I more than I was. Never leave Norway in the summer, a part of you stays there always. Or at least it did for me...

The word for the day is resisting. Resisting resisting resisting.  If I say it enough maybe I'll knock it off. Probably not but it was worth a shot.  Maybe I'll do some looking instead.

We are getting the house in order to be sold and I am panicking a bit about where I'll be living. The bet is never won if the wager is never placed. Small is sometimes distractingly comfortable, until it gets constraining. For now, I say let the dice roll and the chips fall where they may. I'm in.

I am struck by the web of incredible people who surround me and love me daily.  I really have a hard time letting them in. It must mean something I haven't seen yet. I have to give and not receive, poor me. Martyr gets old and lonely. Not to mention smelly.

When am I going fishing again you say? Fine question indeed... let me look at my calendar.  I'd say Sunday Morning sounds about right... Trico's hatching anyone... maybe over to Red Wing for a change of pace, though the Rush is calling my name in my sleep... which reminds me... night night all. May you allow your self the luxury of letting your people's love for you in.  It scares me still though I long for it.

I love you all and am actually present to it. What a nice change of sky.

(I just got a new GMAIL account - bigbirdtommy-at-gmail.com mail me something large... )
-T