It has been almost two weeks since I returned to full-time work at the Log Cabin, and the vague feeling of shock is starting to wear off. I don't feel lost in the building anymore, and my desk is starting to feel familiar. However slowly, I'm steadily climbing my way up the learning curve of all the new ways of doing things around here (while telling myself it's OK to take a while to learn).
Yesterday was utterly exhausting as I tried to do justice, in 30-or-so column inches, to the memory of an amazingly sweet and brilliant lady, Becky Harris. I've received a lot of nice comments about it, so I guess it turned out alright, despite my feeling that it could never be good enough.
Sorry I'm being so forthright. Hopefully that's what you like about reading me, though.
I guess I should get to the point, which is this. Yesterday was hard. But a lot of people encouraged me via social media. That really meant a lot, because it is so easy to use social media to criticize or tear down.
If you haven't guessed it already, The Window Seat is a more vulnerable side of Rachel than Rachel's Rumors is. And today the Rachel you get is one who is tired and a little sad, but also grateful and trying hard. Thanks.