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All winter long I felt Death looking at me through the cabin windows. Watching me. Waiting for me. I am almost annoyed that she didn't just get it over with. Came so close, even took my consciousness for a minute. But now I am more here, alive, on earth, than ever. I sense my roots deepening. I know where I am and I am staying here. And she didn't take my daughter either. My biggest fear, much too close to being realized. But we remain together. Here. And so now I feel more breathing space, less worry. We were left here. Because here is where we belong. And it will be a long time and there are many things to do before she comes back to claim us.
(Thank you, so much, for the comments everyone. We are very, very well).