The upshot is that Laurel and I are safely back in Colorado and we have food, shelter and sufficient clothing. We left the majority of our household baggage in Texas, but it's really just stuff.
I'm about to head to Phoenix for a week of getting my kitty fix and some quiet downtime with an old friend, during which I hope to do a lot of the writing I want to catch you up and document my thoughts. Laurel will start fifth grade in just over a month at the same school my younger brother and sister attended and I will share the action plan I've put together with the help of friends and family to work on getting my legs beneath me and improve Laurel's and my lives for the better. (Er, that doesn't look right. Feel free to take a red pen to it.)
I love all of you and am thankful that you've hung in there with me through this difficult year.