My First Blog

Something is changing.

I have written very little this last year.  Very little.  (And for those of you who know me that is a significant shift in a decidedly predictable routine.) I have had little to say.  My internal world was stripped to the bare, bare essentials in my fight with cancer and all the other random and unwanted smack-downs our family has experienced recently. 

But guess what.  Something is changing.

I feel ready to write again.  AND – for the first time – BLOG.  (My dear husband refers to blogging affectionately as an “exercise in narcissism” – or something like that.  I would prefer to think of my initiative in verbal expression as “self-confidence”… “a strong self image”… “a drive toward creative expression”… “a lofty achievement in modern communication” … SOMETHING a bit more noble than narcissism, please.) 

This change makes me happy.  It makes me think that I may…MAY (cautious with hope here, folks) be emerging from a long tunnel of soul anesthesia that has been essential for my recovery.  Essential.  But not welcome long term. It will be delightful to have a few interested people track with me as I re-enter the land of the living.

This blog will cover the happy, the sad, the exhilarating, the mundane, the crazy, the sane, the funny, the intense, the human, the divine, the internal musings, the external events… because this blog will cover my life and my observations about life. 

MY life. MY observations.

Clearly no narcissism in THIS blog.  Nuh-uh.