I have not written a blog post since July. My heart just was not in it. The reality that my posts are the main reason that I can never be a resident at NHC again has broken my spirit. I don't feel I have anything of value to say anymore. I have only myself to blame. I never want my words to be a public relations nightmare for anyone again.
I wrote great posts in my head. I just did not have the energy to post them. I am sure the pandemic is a factor as well. I have watched a ton of movies. How did we survive before streaming services? If you need recommendations feel free to message me.
I worry about a lot of things. The upcoming election, if I will ever get a new power chair, and if I will ever see my friends again. My biggest worry is that I will never find a place where I truly belong.
I worry about a lot of things. The upcoming election, if I will ever get a new power chair, and if I will ever see my friends again. My biggest worry is that I will never find a place where I truly belong.
I think about the past all the time. My family members who are no longer with me. My friends who passed away. I think of them every day. I pray for my family every day.
I may blog again in the future. I will never say never.
September 11, 2001, We will never forget.
