Sorry, I Needed a Break

Sorry, I Needed a Break   I think it’s called ghosting these days, and honest — I didn’t mean to do that! It’s just that recent journeys and adventures have been inward, physical, and nothing others would find that entertaining.   We had the most wonderful, unusual, long spring, much cooler than normal, when we should have been out traveling, hiking, camping, etc.  But no. Instead, for months every week it was a steady round of disappointing doctors’ appointments, tests and procedures, repairmen in, under, and over our home (with accompanying large bills), rush trips to Florida to assist my mom, sad events for my children,                  and, well … you know … stuff.  Perspective, along with my sense of humor, dwindled to myopic, and with them           P.O.O.F.,               away went my desire to write.  But hey, as my mom always said: It could be worse! Most of the house repairs are finished and we have finally gotten the right doctors with some answers. We are both doing physical therapy and staying hopeful about avoiding the more drastic options.  The Writer is writing (tv/movie script), I am drawing/painting/knitting, Frank is franking and Bob is bobbing, and life goes on! Hope all is well with you and you are still speaking to me. ????Sending love and light . . . .  Summertime, South Carolina