This “interlude” project draws to a close with the letter “w,” and I have to say, I’m sad. Finding the words for these fourteen posts has been a walk back into memory, a wrestling with concision and juxtaposition. Also the necessity of courage, saying some things I didn’t think I could say in print. Turns out it wasn’t so bad after all, like drawing a long deep breath and then letting it go.
Now I have to decide whether to return to the blog format I began with or try something new once again. Talk about extra rooms beyond the original floor plan.