I can't believe it but we have now been here five years. To live in this state had been a lifelong dream and we pulled it off after a half a century in Texas. Closer to sibs was part of the appeal. We had decided to move but then along came Covid and the ridiculous real estate market so here we remain for the present. So in the past week...I have learned that my brother has to move to a lower elevation state due to his wife's illness, the other brother has been diagnosed with Parkinson's, our favorite neighbor has moved out of state to care for her ailing mother and a close friend (really the only close one) is moving to the other side of the mountain. It feels like the relationships that mattered are no longer here. I will no doubt need to ask advice on next steps from objective simple folk about taking new steps. For now, it is just a melancholy rant.