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The Enchanted Forest - that's what I call my new home on Sand Mountain, Alabama. I tagged it with the name as soon as we drove the U-Haul onto the property in late June, partly to trick my psyche into loving this new, very different locale that I wasn't sure I really wanted. I knew if I told myself often enough that this place was a treasure, I would eventually believe it. It worked. I love my small piece of the planet, and have accepted (almost) everything about it. I wish I'd started this journal the day we arrived - it's too labor-intensive to retrace all the steps that have brought me to this point, so I will begin here and let each day decide what is worthy of documenting. It's self-indulgent, and will surely vacsillate between celebratory and borderline-depressing - but that's what life is. And I find comfort in that cycle. So here goes . . .

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Loving Gestures


Today was gorgeous in the Enchanted Forest - clear, warm, and technicolor everywhere. G Jane has had a difficult few days . . . facing dialysis as soon as preparations can be made . . . but a visit from Meg and Patrick and the pups brought smiles to her tiny face. Thank you, Meg and Patrick, for giving her something to look forward to today, and for the joy your visit brought. I loved having four more human feet, and eight more canine feet, under my dinner table! Lily loved having her 'cousins' to play with, and even the insecure Lucy seemed to enjoy herself (in spite of herself!) I sleep tonight with wonderful memories of a great day . . . and seek assurance about decisions facing us tomorrow.
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