It dawned on me.
Often said that when going through major transformations you find out who your real friends are. You brace yourself, waiting, and thinking on some level you cannot possibly prepare well enough for what’s coming.
You find out who your real friends are.
Not by losing any.
I found more.
I can scarcely believe my good fortune.
Maybe, one day, it will be less atypical. I will work on trying to help that happen.
In any event. That’s as good a thing to break through the blog writer’s block as any.