The last ten days or so have been overwhelming. I experienced a powerful, productive spiritual retreat (K70 for those in the know) that helped renew and exhaust me. It also reminded me why I've worked so hard in the past few years to be a listener and an advocate but not a problem solver for others.
At the exhaustion began to fade, my wife's grandmother died, ending a long struggle that included numerous debilitating strokes. Tomorrow begins the public mourning ritual and I hope it will feel helpful for everyone who 'needs' this time.
As for me, I'm hoping to devote some time and energy to grading and writing this weekend. Since Myths was released, most of my poetry time has come in little bursts. I probably need to wake up early and seclude myself Sunday. <sigh>
Easier said than done.