Solstice

The last few weeks have been pretty rough for me. My father’s health deteriorated further, while I battled illness in order to get a work project completed on time. After several scares and paramedic call-outs, we reached the point where end-of-life care was initiated, on Friday 21st, the Winter Solstice. My father passed away in the early hours of Saturday 22nd, with his family around him.

Our Christmas celebrations have been pretty low-key as a result. For the most part, we are recovering and resuming our lives, which have been on hold to varying degrees for most of 2018.

I need to reconnect to Unit 8391 and to Spitfire, my virtual self. That is going to take a while after having to be my everyday self for so long. And I need to rebuild my relationship with Kittlen, which has been strained to breaking point the last few months. She wants and needs her Maitresse, the one who can still her mind.

This will probably be my last blog post here in 2018. While I’ve made some progress this year, I’ve also had a lot taken out of me, and it is going to take a while to get back to being the blue rainbow-speckled alien gynoid once more, not just in pixels but in mind.

2 Replies to “Solstice”

  1. Oh sweetheart, I’m so sorry to hear about your father. I don’t know what else to say that won’t sound like a meaningless platitude (and I have no idea why this post only appeared on my Feedly now instead of over a month ago) so just know that I’m thinking of you and sending love <3

    1. Thanks. No idea why Feedly isn’t picking up my posts. Then again, Feedly is a black box of infuriation, which is why I moved on from there to another service.

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