It’s been a while since I’ve made an entry here. I don’t know where the time went. Summer turned to fall and now winter is upon us.
My third book was published a few months ago and now I’m working on a memoir. It’s slow going. I haven’t decided yet what to include. Eighty-six years of living produces way too much material for an obsessive compulsive like me. This book is important to me because it’s probably the last one I’ll write. So I keep writing and hope that one day a light will turn on.
I’ve had a few bad times since my last entry, but mostly I’ve been feeling better. I’ve stopped eating meat entirely, started taking Vitamin D again and reduced my Lopressor. I think I’m on to something.
My former primary physician took me back. I couldn’t find another doctor I’d feel comfortable with. And I do like him. I think we can work our problems out.
Though I haven’t posted, I’ve continued to follow some of my cyber friends and you’ve been in my thoughts and prayers. So much sorrow and pain, but also beauty and joy. Bless you all.