There are many things to be said. I’ve been slacking so.
Max turned seven.
Max lost a tooth.
Josh got a wonderful job in Jackson, MS.
Michael Jackson died.
We spent a few days in Jackson looking for homes.
We found one.
We came back to Corinth, which now feels very weird and temporary.
I know that I need to go back, take each of these things and expound on them, and I plan to do just that. Just consider this entry a placeholder. A reminder of all the things I need to say and haven’t.