It has been about 2 years and 2 months since I last posted to this blog.
In that period of time:
My family moved into a new home at a time when property sales and purchases were at an all time low. My mother-in-law had continued her health and mental health free fall, now residing in a Nursing home with good days and bad days. Good days mean happy delusions and bad days are rather traumatic delusions.
The national economy appears to have ended it's rapid descent while the blaming continues at almost shrill levels.
Big American banks and American auto makers are back to business as usual with an amnesia that can be breathtaking.
Texas has gone from riches to rags while the sitting governor is well--still sitting and telling us that Texas is the "envy" of the country.
Natural disasters have run the gamut from volcano eruptions, earthquakes,tsunamis, and the tornadoes, flooding, and these have happened pretty much all over the world. Sadly, one can choose a particular kind of disaster to donate to and whatever one gives will not be enough.
I continued to be challenged in my new work of overseeing the mental health care of offenders at a maximum security prison. My work is such that my favorite slogan for the week was something I ran across on the internet, "I have run away to join a different circus."
And I discovered Ian Rankin, a Scottish mystery writer whose plots surpass Christi in complexity and darkness.
Writing has always been good therapy for me, and these days, given all that has happened world-wide the last two years, a little therapy can't hurt anyone--too much
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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