Almost

Sometimes there is so much to write and no idea where the writing shall lead. I have been taking a very long time on one of my freelance projects, but finally I am seeing some light at the end of the proverbial tunnel. I am back in the valley and missing my daughter so much, and she, me. But we chat every day, sometimes several times. Her dad tells her that he shall not be going back to Iraq, and plans to stay on the island until she ends high school. His intention is to then move to Canada, hoping that she will go with him. Meanwhile my plans are that I complete the book that I am doing, then another one begins right after. There are two other personal projects that I want to complete and of course there is the magazine to do. My daughter now has a travelling bug, so we want to do a bot of that too. As I write I feel a bit overwhelmed as it seems that the year is just racing by. Do I have time? I take the moment to breath out and know that I am doing all that I want to accomplish.