*Gasp* Yes, I do live. Let me come to my blog for some fresh air. At least the green theme gives the impression of such. Haha!
I have to get back on this writing thing! I'll try to connect later tonight if the children give me some time to do so.
Life changes quite a bit in a month, just like the air and how the leaves on the trees are changing colour! Wow, does it molt from season to season quickly around here! 4:53 pm

8:48 pm
So I'm back again and I'm not sure how long this will last as both my children are by me and they are both learning at a rather quick rate, how to read. I'm trying to think if there is anything new to update or anything relevant. I've been intensely busy with work so I haven't had as much time to read interesting articles in the news. Rather sad as I get behind on the world except for when I log out of hotmail and it goes to sympatico and the newest headlines show up.
Also school started at the beginning of September and that definitely causes an uproar in anyone's schedule, as you parents well know. I think we're finally settling into that pattern again. Also there were other things going on with the children's father and the ministry but that's done and over with and no point talking about.
I'm desperately hoping that things have settled down enough that I can write in here again and give the focus back to writing once a week, at least.
Part of the reason I came back was reading my brother's own blog and seeing a real sense of loss, confusion and disassociation with himself. A real intelligence striving for a sense of self-acceptance hiding and fighting against anger from his childhood. It was somewhat touching but rather scary as he was the only other one of us children who seemed to have found a normalcy in life and gone forward from the neurosis of our family life. I hardly say that in the sense of all these people saying that their family is neurotic and every family has their own set of problems. This is the real thing. I just found it a shock to read his writing and see how predominant our childhood still is in his way of thinking.
Anyways, I'm back. I'm here. I have to sleep. More writing to come soon... I hope.