Well, my attempt at maintaining the blog has been flacid. On the other hand, I wrote a novel. My bitter angry ravings of a stepmother who lost herself in her marriage and stepkids have dwindled to fleeting frustrations. Writing it turns out, is the best medicine for me. I am better, my family is better and my marriage is better. I am finally in a place where I can see the sun, I can feel the ladder and I know that everything is going to be alright.