sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same

i am home now. that is right, not at work. since you and i will (or should) both agree that it is never, no never, a good decision to write in detail about one's place of employment in one's blog, suffice it to say that i painstakingly came to the conclusion that the best thing would be for me to leave. and so i did.

so da gromz and i are hanging out and he is providing his almost always delightful companionship while God and i are having lots of conversations about how to regain peace and just help my heart to feel better. this transition is not fun, not pretty, or nice-looking... but it was much needed. i'm learning some big and important things. so that is what is going on with me.

"i refuse to speak to you whilst you behave this way."

on a side note, here is a photo of me and grom. he is miffed because i ignored him as i was typing away on my computer; but then he layed down against me here on the couch and he BURPED. neither one of us is speaking to the other at the moment.