I spent years being afraid to write — afraid of rejection; afraid I wasn’t good enough. Then in 1995 I fell and broke my ankle and spent 8 weeks recovering from surgery while lying on my sister’s couch. Trying to deal with the pain and fear caused me to start writing to cope. Flash forward to 2010 and I now feel I’m brave enough to say “What the hell” and write. Come along as we ponder life, fear, death, spirituality and whatever else “moves me”.
Wow, it’s hard to believe I’ve been blogging over a year! What a year this has been — full of fear, sorrow, contemplation, happiness… Now on to 2012!
Well here we are almost 4 months into 2012. What a year this has already been. I’m on my 2nd retinologist ’cause the 1st one hurt me and I just couldn’t bear the thought of him touching me after that. This new doctor only comes to Dothan on Thursdays and gives his shots in the afternoon. I hate that because the Novocaine wears off just about bedtime, but he’s wonderful. Such is the price for “good” eyesight and a caring doctor.
Well here I am for the umpeeth time trying to update my “About” information. Will I succeed this time? Good question… I thought about just deleting this, but this information is me: summing up my life, dreams, fears; you name it. Chapter 3 began when I moved to Ozark, AL this past December. Now it’s 2013 and I say: “Bring it on! Happy New Year to us all!