After another lay-over in the land of recovery I am cautiously optimistic. That’s all the optimism I allow myself…but it’s all good!
So, here’s the good news:
I can walk on the beach with the help of my trusty cane, nicknamed Drogo. (We all need a villainous barbarian to lean on once in a while.) I can climb small sand dunes and leap tiny waves at a single bound. Seriously.
And, yes, weeds fear me in the yard. I can, very cautiously, chop bushes, carry yard debris, and plant flowers. I even have an heirloom tomato plant that produces tomatoes with dark, blood red flesh. Vampirish but incredibly good.
I finished both my novels, chronic pain not withstanding!
Bittersweet news:
I left my job with grace and dignity except when I cried in front of the IT boys on my way out of the building. My husband’s company made it possible for me to slide out from under the working world a bit early.
Now that my novels are done I haven’t a single good idea what to write next. I’ve had plenty of so-so ideas and even a few no-way ideas. My muse wandered off into the void. At the moment, I’ll pick up where I left off blogging, writing whatever comes to mind, and reading other people’s stuff.
Extremely weird news:
The medicine they gave me for infection after surgery fried my hair. (I didn’t need chemo, so not to worry.) I’m glad I have hair, but this is weird super frizz. So, I’m getting a wig. I’d kind of like a bright blue one, but it would embarrass my husband.
Born an extreme cynic, I am learning to count my many blessings. Acceptance without anger is my latest goal; I’m working on it.
(It seems wordpress has changed a bit since I was last here. My tag words are hiding, but I’ll figure it out.)
So, fellow bloggers, what big goal are you working on these days?
We all need inspiration. I’m so grateful that you are back on wordpress, so I can be inspired.
Well, you are part of the recovery, lady! Everyday is still a challenge, but I’m moving forward:)