I stopped writing for a while.
My head has been very full and many things have been going on and sometimes the things I want most to do do not happen.
No one stopped me.
A fair amount of time has passed. I moved to Chicago. I dated a very nice man, we broke up. Roxy died. I still love my job. My nieces and nephews keep growing. Some folks have gotten married.
Living in a big city where you can't see the stars is a huge adjustment. The biggest is that there are people everywhere you go, every moment of every day.
This is just dipping my toe in, reminding myself that there is ever so much more to life than being productive - but boy howdy have I been productive!!
And, I'm scared. My body is going through some stuff that adds up to plenty of doctor visits and tests and scopes and surgeries and my brain is full of logistics and reports and reminders and 50,000 freaking Patient Portals and WTH can't that all be in one, I would very much like to know!
I looked at a photo of myself from 3 years ago, after climbing a steep hill to get to a hermit's house on Monserrat in Spain, and I remember how it felt to be so strong and capable and seemingly invincible, even if only for a moment.
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