THIS Rhett Butler Will Never Die

 Dear Friends, I am heartbroken to tell you about what has happened, but I ended up injuring myself at my new job (Whole Foods) and have left being an employee for the company. I left on good terms and they told me that after I complete physical therapy (at the end of August), if I want my job back, they'll rehire me.  How did this happen? Being old and out of shape is one explanation. Being over enthusiastic and wanting to impress everyone with a good attitude is another explanation. My bipolar "mania" rose it's smiling, ugly head and my enthusiasm caused me to damage the muscles in my shoulders (to the point where I was unable to lift my arms for several days straight). Anyway, I'm getting away from the deeper message here.  I was so excited about this job and how willing they were to work with the limitations I presented them with. I had a ceiling on the amount of money I could earn in a month ($970 a month is the limit Social Security allows me to make without...

 I had odd feelings rise up these past couple of days before the moon went full early this morning. When I was driving home from the pet sitting job I did last week, I had a strange sense of feeling like, well, that's the end of that line of work. I have only two, weekend assignments left on my calendar. All of the other jobs scheduled through December are now canceled, and no one new has approached me to sit for them. Which is very strange for this time of year. BUT, something else has arisen to fill that space... more on that in a moment. Driving home that night I also felt the hugeness of how much I really do miss my mom, and Aine... and Billy and the grandkids... getting older, with fewer people in your life, fewer anchors of those that love and trust and somewhat know you the best, it's an adaptation I had never really thought about ahead of time before... Maybe this comes from having a smaller family... I have been missing people since early on though, so it's not ent...