A Fresh Cup Of Coffee

I am on my new patio, a 12x12 foot wonder of a thing. Soon I will have this "room" just outside my front door fitted as an oasis from that parking area you see beyond.
My next chapter has begun.
The boys and I are on a new adventure. For the first time in my (short) 44 years, I am living alone.

In 8 days I have experienced fear, loneliness, joy, triumph, gratefulness, physical pain, emotional pain.

And...PRIDE!

My chapters don't have numbers. Numbers implant some sort of finite quality to the journey. Let's just name this chapter: "Jules, On Her Own"