Yesterday was a weird day. And not a good weird, either. An unsettling, uncomfortable, wow-things-can-change-really-suddenly kind of weird.
The long and the short of it is this: I’ve had a rug pulled out from under my feet. A really, really important rug. A rug I took for granted. And now I’m standing on this rough wooden floor that I never expected to stand on again.
I’ve been on this floor before, and it’s not a place I want to be.
I’m sure you’re all completely lost by now, so I’ll stop with the metaphor. Keep me in your thoughts over these next few weeks as I try to sort all this stuff out. I’m hoping things go as smoothly as possible, but you never know.