A year and a bit has drifted by. Well, “drifted” is not the exact word I’m looking for. Zoomed? Hmm. Yes, but still not quite right. Barrelled? Flown? Trundled? Let’s just say it’s been a year and a bit since I said adios. I’m back.
Two weeks from today, I fly to Toronto and get my right shoulder replaced. I am deliriously happy about this. Unfortunately, the wait-time for me would be another 2.5 yrs before I could expect new parts installed in my old bod here in Nova Scotia. OIE! So. I’m going the private route, which cost a fortune. Lucky for me, friends, family, and even strangers made this possible. It’s a wondrous story. I’m still trying to piece it together.
I may write an essay about how things transpired leading up to now, but need to flesh it out. It’s complicated. You can expect to read some ramblings in the next few weeks. Stay tuned. And please send a prayer and/or kind thought my way December 5th.
Feels good to be back.
In case you are wondering, the photo is a couple of drops getting ready to “plop” from the wire at the top of the garden fence. I have trouble at the moment holding my camera with both hands above my waist, so this image, is, err, lopsided.