Without

I've been away so long, I don't know what to write. I'm feeling lost--so many withouts at the moment. We moved across the state and it's good. But it meant me leaving a beloved congregation. And not serving a new one. This move has rekicked my grief about mom's death last year into high gear. I'm figuring out how to be this new me: without my mom, without a congregation, without friends, without the familiar, without anyone at home during the day (when I actually am and am not used to). I need to figure out a new life and what that looks like. Here's hoping it will be more writing...here for one and also (dare I put this in words) the book I hope to write.