My poor neglected blog!

I seem to blog in spurts... and the spurts just aren't happening. But rather than being accused of slacking (ahem... you know who you are... and there is more than one of you!) I will blog. So here is a loaded question I have read and pondered:

I also want you to think about this concept of personal baggage and how it has affected your current and/or your past relationships. Once you do a personal baggage check, declare one piece you no longer want to carry with you. I’m being a bit vague on purpose here because your interpretation of my request will say a lot about your personal situation. So what about you? Are you ready to start traveling lighter with less personal baggage? If so, what are you ready to leave behind today?

So I am going to ponder that a while longer... like I said, literally a loaded question. I would love to lose the PTSD baggage. As hard as I try it seems to morph into different anxieties, nightmares, and situations. But I am optimistic -- until my next panic attack. See... I can't seriously blog... my sarcasm level is too high. I promise to try again soon.

UPDATE ON THE DIVORCE:

Mr. Man is living in a hotel. The boundaries are still weird because he shows up at odd hours. But I close on my house June 4th! Ironically A closes on her house the same day... I see that as a sign of good luck! Oh, and the street address is the same last four digits of Lily's phone number when we were growing up. And Lily lived on a street with the same name. I don't so much believe in luck as I do God whispers. I think God is nudging me along... at least in life... not this blog.