Blessed and happy

Sitting here in the semi-dark, listening to the rain come down, reading the LJs, I realize that I am blessed.

It has been a bumpy 2 months and the next 2 should be just as crazy. But I have a support system in place and it is nothing short of spectacularly, brilliant. My 'family' has kept me sane over the last 8 weeks. Everything from opening doors, fetching stuff, making sure I had food, doing laundry and dishes, keeping shit out of the path of the scooter, running interference, getting drugs at odd hours of the day or night, to just being there when I needed someone to keep me from going stir crazy. I cannot ask for a better group of people to be in my life.

And that makes me a happy panda.