I've borrowed the phrase from someone who made a comment on Shirley's blog about one of her posts but it hit me as what I guess I'm looking for. And I've decided that I am way too hard on myself. I mean my life took on a huge change and maybe and only maybe when things are lined up just as they are supposed to be, then I will find a "new normal." And I'm guessing there is no set time for that. It happens when it happens. And not a minute before. In the meantime I am thankful for my kids who have enveloped me into their home and allowed me this time. How special is that?