I have become a revered novelist, as well as an activist-y journalist who has singlehandedly brought about the end of a totalitarian regime AND swallowed an atom bomb before it exploded and thus saved a small country in West Africa from extinction. I also gave birth to octuplets who are all at Johns Hopkins medical school, (at the age of three) and learned how to fit my whole fist in my mouth!
Actually, I married a woman who abused me physically and emotionally and I recently escaped. I'm in the process of divorce. I feel great to be free. I had an impossible summer, feeling like I belonged nowhere and like I had no one, but slowly, things started to improve.
I am now making friends, connecting with family, and I am keeping busy. I just got a position helping Korean students with their writing (in English) and I'm also volunteering at a hospice. I am switching to veganism and getting a handle on my all-consuming exhaustion.
Gramps passed away three weeks ago and I miss him. I just can't get it through my head that he's gone. It doesn't make sense.
In other news, REPEAL OBAMACARE. Just kidding. Those rascal republicans. Le sigh.
Your move, Lil Sis. Your move.