The New Home Coming
I have been held captive in my laundry room. True, but that was because I couldn't reach the auto-shut door of the narrowest laundry in Kansas. My wheels, aka scooter for those who are walk-challenged, were wedged against the machines on my left. The right wall squeezed me tight. No place to turn around. Trying to maneuver backwards a mere eighth inch at a time. Until at long last the laundry released me.
But I must apologize though. I have been living in a village called “Overwhelmed”. I've never been there before. And it isn't easy to tell you. Since we last met, I have relieved myself of half of my possessions, moved from my home of a quarter of a century and taken up apartment life.
I love to write, but this is the first time I've put mouse to computer in all these days. I have been reinventing myself — something I never expected to happen at this age. I'm evolving — not away from writing. But into a healthier day.
You know, since I moved, I've felt as if I was living in a nice motel. I guess I had to get my books shelved and the floor of my bedroom cleared of most of the 100 moving boxes before the place could begin to feel like home. I couldn't have accomplished this without the support of my family and friends.
I talk a lot about change. But actually doing it is flat out difficult work. This has been the hardest year of my life. Everything has been fourteen times harder than it was before. But I like where this great wave of change has brought me.
There has been one change that limits the pain. Something I could say I missed in the 60’s, 70’s and every day until this summer. Yes, it's the gummies.
I don't like them, because they make me stupid. I hope they won't interfere with my writing. But I trust you to tell me if that occurs by the time I return next week It's good to see you again.
Special thanks to my doctors, nurses and aides. My rehab nurses and CNAs. And in alphabetical order: Amanda, Brandon, Connie, Dr. Denise, Dr. M., Gabriel, Kathy, Lance, Linda, Marek, Marianne, Penny, and Stefan. If I forgot anyone, my apologies. Blame it on the gummies.
Good to see you back - kept looking for the return!
I've missed you!!