who knows?

One year ago today, this was me. (According to the time and date stamp on the file...)

One year later, I am cleaning the contents of Robert's desk off the floor. 

You might be wondering how I ended up here on the floor trying to organize the life of a seven year old. It's all very strange to me. 

Even though I know a whole lot more than I did when I was sitting on the couch in Summerland a year ago, I still feel like I don't know anything. 

So maybe next November 19th you can ask me again, and we'll see if I have an answer then.