William Wordsworth's sonnet, "The world is too much with us," reflects his longing for a much simpler time. I long for that simpler time too.
As many of you know, I lost my mother in February, welcomed a new granddaughter into the world in April, and have been living with uncertainty about my husband's job for what seems forever (he works for General Motors). And next week, we will finally put my mother to rest in the Keweenaw Peninsula, which is at the very top of Michigan. We had to wait for the 282 inches of snow they received this winter to melt before the cemetery could bury her.
All of this stress, excitement and uncertainty have taken a toll on me and I need a break from the world. That means no blogging or other unnecessary "stuff" for the time being. Keep up the good fight while I'm gone.