Long Absence - Bridging the Gap

It seems my last story was two years ago. I haven't disappeared, just gone into writing seclusion. I've struggled at how to go ahead with my stories until I have properly shared the events of these two years. How can I just relate my mundane thoughts as though nothing has happened? And yet a public display of emotion is a hard, but necessary step for me to continue as a writer.

Mark, my husband of 22 years passed away in late 2017 after a short, but intense fight with cancer. The few months leading up to his death were filled with worry, little sleep, constant vigilance and ended in total silence. I found myself in a new place I was not prepared to be. My life was upside down. I had wonderful support from God, family and friends but struggled in my head and heart!

My time was initially filled with the myriad of plans and details one has to deal with in this situation. Support swarmed around me to keep me from falling and help me muddle through. At some point, though, I have had to learn to navigate this new reality and stand on my own two feet. It has helped that I am an independent person and have lots of life skills! My job is also quite distracting in a good way. Downtime has been the hardest.

I still find a lot of humor and irony in life, something I shared with Mark who sharpened my wit over the years! I will take that forward and continue to share my stories. Thank you for caring enough to continue to read them!

Blessings!

Surprise pink bluebonnet because
stories are better with a picture!