Not That It’s Easy

It was only a matter of time before the relief of improved health started giving way to sorrow over the present circumstances. I have no doubt that scrupulous mold avoidance is the right path for my continued recovery but that doesn’t mean it‘s not painful to let things go again. Our couch-less, table-less apartment was starting to feel like home and it’s sad to know that we can’t go back. It’s hard to no longer have a place to call home. 

In addition, the smoke from the new Colorado fires invaded Wyoming on Sunday evening. It got so bad that we decided to get a hotel room. My throat was starting to swell, I couldn’t think clearly and my joints were becoming painful. We’ve spent the last two nights in the hotel and I’m doing well again. I even got our heaviest blankets washed in the tub!

Since we can’t afford to be staying in a hotel indefinitely, the plan is to head back toward Rapid City tomorrow. We’re still hoping to find a more secluded rental in the Black Hills. Sadly, we’ve heard some concerning reports from other mold avoiders that the area hasn’t been feeling so good to them either. It may be that the problem is more widespread than just smoke, tourists and a slightly moldy apartment. I won’t know for sure until we return to explore the area.

I feel bad that I can’t make this post more entertaining but I guess this blog has always been about honesty. Writing helps me stay grounded during these seasons of rootlessness. The chaos is less unsettling when it can be formed into a cohesive narrative. My hope is that those reading will find courage in the ups and downs of my story to keep pressing on in their’s. 

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