My lack of recent posting is mostly due to lack of time. But I think this blog has come to an end. My hope that other people would post their experience and insights hasn't come about. I'm dissappointed about that, but nevertheless I hope that something I have written will help someone.
My story isn't over of course, and perhaps it is unfair to end with the negativity of the last entry. Over the past few months I have moved from grief to confusion -- though perhaps confusion is just another stage of grief. I no longer feel so weighed down or tearful or angry. But what dominates my thoughts now is doubt and worry. As I wrote earlier, "I am really lost. I don’t know where I am or where I am heading, and I
have lost track of where North is." I have lost the clarity I used to have about who I am. I worry about my children.
It's unlikely that I'll post any more here, though I'll keep the site
active and will read any comments you make. I welcome any email, which
you can send to the address you'll find somewhere else on this site.
—Nat
