So much to say, so little time...

The holidays are over. At least the ones that cause me to have to kill myself with work. I have never really considered the new year holiday to be a REAL holiday...I guess in my family, if I am not killing myself with house work and cooking, the day just isn't REAL.

So anyway, the holidays are over and I couldn't be happier about that. This was a full-family Christmas, all kids home, most under my roof for a good part of the week. I loved every second of it, but I am always near death by the time they are gone. This year was by far the worst, ever. I seem to forget that I am not well--- and honestly not able to do it all. I had terrific and tremendous help -- Mark has become my assistant in everything I do.   I can honestly say, at least right now when I am not mad at him, that I don't know what I have ever done to deserve him, but I am very, very grateful for him. He has been right beside me, right with me now matter what, through all of the hell that has been this past year. Together, we have endured some pretty traumatic things, some mundane and expected things, many, many painful things, for sure. And so,  with his help, another year of holiday traditions is behind us.

I have so many things I want to tell you all. I want so badly to do it right now, while the mood is with me..but in all of the other fun stuff - I have lost the use of half of my left hand and typing is really a problem.  I will try and be more with it and write more often. I just can't do anymore now. Soon. I will be back soon. Hugs, ya'll.  :)