It has been a long absence, but here I am.
Right after my last entry, the first part of July, my brother had a heart attack. My mom who is 91 lives here in Bozeman in her own condo since her move here last summer. My brothers illness really took a toll on her. My brother had surgery in mid-August to replace the titanium valve from several years ago as that was not working and he is doing fine now.
Mom continued to struggle during my brother's health issues and then her younger sister passed. Mom had been so vibrant, so independent and able. That suddenly that started to end, as it can, with memory loss, angry phone calls made that were not remembered, family conflict over issues that didn't exist, overtaking and undertaking prescriptions and continually wanting to move away. And we keep working on it.
I always think about being on the Oregon Trail. You just keep heading "due west" through all kinds of good and bad and that is what we are doing. Today it seems like we have arrived somewhere - not sure where - but not a place of celebration. Just a destination. And then we will head out again.
I have continued with my studio work - including some art quilting, traditional quilting and design digitizing. I want to start a new blog focused on my art. I will post that here when I get it up.
It feels like my "third act" is completed.