I wonder how many writers or perhaps how many times a writer has penned words
through tearful eyes.
I share little with regard to personal life. Friends and I often joke about the
response ‘Fine Thanks’ when asked the polite question: “How are you?”
I’ve been raked through the coals and only those who’ve walked the same path have
any knowledge of the stories.
I started blogging for therapeutic reasons and ‘yes’ it helped to put ‘some’ of those
feelings of heartbreak out there. I’ve kept the details private though with good reason.
Moving along I participated in challenges for fun and also to learn, learn and learn more.
Then along came the opportunity – a month long challenge – rough draft a novel.
My choice was totally out-of-the-box.
Daily I deal with GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder) and its’ friend Depression. Talk about illnesses that mess with one’s emotions.
I figured I had a dog’s chance of achieving my dream.
I grew dog-tired of going in circles and thought perhaps best to dog it period.
This morn I attended a local author’s presentation and Poetry reading. It was quite beneficial.
I reflected on her words:
2. Keep Trying
3. Celebrate Life
Could this combo be a heaven-sent message for me??
So without further adieu I’d like to share a picture of my favorite dog of the five dogs
that were part of my family. She’s a Lhasa Apso who was a family companion, loving
and attentive – slept beside me back when I was quite ill with a condition that took up
two paragraphs in a popular known set of encyclopedias.