I am moving soon, finally away from my family. In a mad stroke of luck the apartment just next door to my old apartment was available. I’ll get the same great view in a quiet corner on the grounds of a vintage complex. Though much has happened in the nearly past four years since I left the apartment when I became ill, I’ll be happy to return and begin to rebuild some of what was lost. Unfortunately, Zoey and Fatty wont be with me and I will certainly feel their absence as an unfulfillable void. Some things can never be recovered.
Despite the heartbreaking tragedies I’ve endured through the past four years, I am hopeful I can find peace and stability as well as further my healing.
