Here… From THERE

Just another brief one, folks: all's well, and getting better…

…in particular my mother. More on her progress as soon as tomorrow. Just in brief: the tracheostomy she received some weeks ago at her previous facility (a major East-coast hospital; more on that soon) has been removed and closed up — she's breathing and eating on her own (I'm not sure, though, whether her feeding tube has been removed for good), speech at times rather understandable… although the speech, eating, and walking/standing do still need more work.

Lesser importance: most likely out of catharsis, I've finished the first section (just under ninety pages) of a possible novel — a work I've mentioned here before, but sadly can't quote or detail here, given the ease with which one may, bluntly, steal someone else's labors (something of which, I confess, I'm not entirely guiltless). It's been fun, funny, a delight… and I actually found tears in my eyes as I wound down that section, given that the characters I'd gotten to know and laugh with/at were also crying. (Occasional reader and contributor Spartacus has read some of it, and responded favorably; per his suggestion, I sent a copy each to my two daughters, tasking them with seeing about publishing it if anything should waylay me for good before I can do so.)

I did manage to get three weeks of honest work, last month, and am still nailing and pasting my résumé all around the greater area. Keep those thoughts and prayers coming, folks!

In the Church, today is the feast day (i.e., life-celebration) of my most favorite modern-day saint — Thérèse of Lisieux. She is a stunning, touching role model of trust, devotion, love, and humility… all traits sorely lacking in the modern wo/man. I want to reflect more on her soon, too.

I'm expecting to resume this blog with some regularity again — there's just too much going on that I can't stand by and only watch it happen, follow? I want to bring out some articles on religion and politics (always fun subjects) you've likely missed, and I'm ludicrously overdue in both completing my castigation of a particular Church-hater, and my defense of His Holiness Pope Pius XII (this last more than a year overdue).

With a new month begun, my mind zeroes in on transitions: winding down of the warmer weather, blushing of the trees, new school year (daughter Portia off to her university far away from here… with an angel of mine, and a large piece of my heart)… and upcoming election — for which I do plan to take my gloves off. (E.g., very much a feminist, it pains me to beat on a woman… but Sarah Palin is frightening.)

This all, all, boils down to five simple words:

How is it October already?