I've been quiet this week, busy remembering and thinking. This week has hit me hard. Walks through the snow in the quiet hours help clear my head. The snow is soft and it sparkles under the light of the lamp posts, and the cold air stings my cheeks. It is oddly comforting. My knitting sits in a pile beside me, and the new fabric I ordered still sits in its packaging. I will get back to my crafting, but it doesn't feel right just yet. Right now I just need to be. I will post again once things settle down a bit.