By the end of 2024 I will have survived the most destructive year of my life.

My family, my beloved baxter, my home, my possessions, all gone – stolen.

By twin ports guardianship.  A payee company assigned to protect my parents who instead took everything I own while I was in the hospital fighting for my life.

I try every day to be of service, get out of my head, and help others.  It is difficult to do.

My greatest defense against the overwhelming loss and pain is to create.

Crochet, art, web design.

At 54 I am starting a whole new life from a nursing home.  Something I could never have imagined.

But I am doing it.

I am surviving, I am creating.

I am going to live.

I am going to thrive.

In time.