November 28, 2011

I’ve gotten on a bread baking jag as of late.  I’m sure that beside the obvious reason one bakes bread  (you know; so one can HAVE bread) it’s some sort of nesting ritual.

Plain and simple, I miss my kids and grand kids.  I want to be around them and share in fun and fellowship.  I want to see them all everyday, which is not possible living in Alaska.  I have this enormous need to do many types of cooking to subsitute for spending time with them.

I’ve never had as hard a time making friends before as I’ve experienced here.  I just don’t feel a sense of community or belonging.  I feel that it may be time to throw in the towel on this whole “adventure” here, at least for me it is.  Life is just too damned short to feel so alone.

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