And one morning the skies cleared out...
The last 3 months had been somewhat difficult. We'd thrown away our middle-age, middle-class comfort and parachuted ourselves in unknown lands. We found no straight lines just curves with surprises and adventures at every turn. But we perservered to find our own way. We set our sights in one direction and finally gained a foothold by finding a new place to live that was comfortable, clean and spacious. We had a real kitchen. We laid down some rugs in the rooms. Raphael could now learn to crawl on the floor.
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