Diary of a LAN Manager

I'm not dead yet... It's September. I've survived the joy of hosting a foreign exchange student from France for three weeks, the anguish of watching my mother suffer through chemo, and the frustration of changing departments at work. I guess we ran Stephen off, since his summer at home evaporated about two weeks into it. And Miranda is somewhere in sunny Arizona, hopefully attending classes and keeping up her GPA. Momma's better; the second round of chemo is much kinder than the first, so she's able to drive herself to her treatments, which come weekly now instead of three weeks apart. I'm having to let go, to quit trying to control her and her life, which is what I guess I was doing in the name of caring for her. I'm still conflicted about this, and I dread the winter. We'll see how it goes. One day at a time is truly the only way you can live your life. Yes, we can and should look ahead, but we don't always see the potholes and the wrong turns tha