Now is a good time to write.
We are still together & so much has happened since the last entry. My 16 yr. Old dog, son, best friend..had to be laid to rest & by my call... I had to make the call. It was so hard that I know my drinking has increased. Thank goodness, I managed to pay rent on time in our new apartment. It's the only place we looked at too. Brand new everything. Aiku got deathly ill during the move & now resides in the top of our "walk-in" closet", until his final resting point in Jackson, Tn..
As of today, the last box is empty & their is order in the new space but it's past due for a space clearing. Seemingly so foreign because of my less ritualistic self these years.. Here in New Orleans. Survival has always been the attention getting ritual in these parts. But clarity is upon me, calling for spirit & with the ultimate consciousness.
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