Your sweet comments bring tears to my eyes.
I guess I’m getting a little depressed being isolated for so long. I love my solitude, but as the days continue to pass I know something is just “missing.”
I take antidepressants and have for years, but I suppose that does not keep depression totally at bay. Maybe that’s why I felt I had nothing to say.
Maybe I was just afraid to say it.
I love communicating with you all.
It’s so much easier to write when you don’t get caught up in dealing with Google and all its directives. Keeping search engine optimization and all that in mind.
I wish I’d never gone down that rabbit hole of what or what not to do. It’s stultifying.
The days are starting to get a little cooler. I have spent virtually the entire summer inside. Not being out in the oppressive heat is nice, but I miss nature. Something beyond looking out my patio door.
We all have our troubles, and I remind myself that I have a good life. I’m thankful for everything I have. Oh, and Ivy of course. Sweet Ivy.
I’ve been crying more easily and thinking about Gracie and the brief time I had to love her.
But then I still love that little blue-eyed white kitten with the orange-ringed tail and the smudges of orange behind her ears. I always will.
Just as I miss Charlie Boy. I still can’t look at a photo of him without breaking down.
I remind myself that with love comes loss.
When you allow your heart to beat against a furry little love, your life is enriched.
But then the pain of losing them is as sharp as a knife.
Just reading the news online makes it seem like the whole world is imploding. There is so much hate out there. So much conflict.
People are caught up in what they think is right or wrong and then they hurt one another needlessly over their beliefs.
I remind myself that I’m so fortunate to have all of you. Because you remind me of that when I start feeling a little down.
How precious that is to me.
When I just write what flows it’s so much easier.
I guess I have more to say than I thought I did.