A tired I didn't know was possible

McGlinns is still taking pictures of our beautiful valley.

Mike took this one to show the smoke is finally lifting a bit.

I know it has been a long time since I have written anything. I have lived on hope for so long, it became my reality.  Now, they have called in hospice for Steve, and I have anew denial to work through.

I also am tired, very, very tired. It is not like a physical tiredness, which feels so good.  This is a deep bone tired I didn't even know was possible. 

I am not sure if writing will help me through it, or at least deal with it but it is what I am going to try. 

For now, life is an alternate universe, somewhere between acceptance and denial.