End of the World

In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.

– Robert Frost

Well then…it’s been a few months since I’ve posted and I can’t say they’ve been grand.

Covid has me working from home and I love it. I had no idea that working remotely would have me being more productive. It hasn’t been without it’s challenges.

Financially, I’ve heard of people saving money due to being home…all I have to say is they must not have teens!

We lost our bearded dragon, Charlie, in the Spring due to heart failure

My baby Chalie 💔

We adopted a new pup, Dahlia! She’s almost 15 weeks and is 25 lbs already.

Pretty baby girl ❤

In April, we found out Bishop had lung cancer and his liver was herniating into his esophagus. Notice the past tense…my heart broke last week when we had to take him for his last drive and visit to the vet. I can’t talk about it yet. I miss my boy so much. He was my copilot on drives, my snuggle buddy.

Bishop’s smile

Basically, my depression has been shit, my anxiety worse and my life a go-to. But! I have a home. I have happiness. I have family. I have food in my belly. I have gratitude ❤

It’s not the end of the world, even though it feels like it is sometimes.

Great Big Sea – End of the World

Fear and desire

“Do one thing every day that scares you.” Eleanor Roosevelt

I think if I lived this way, I would have a heart attack within the month. BUT it IS a genuinely thoughtful way of being.

I am doing something today that brings me fear. I fear rejection – I know, that seems funny for someone who writes a blog. I write this blog for me, and only me. If someone enjoys it or gets something out of it – yay! If not, it’s OK.

I’ve decided to enter a publication contest. I won’t give details, I’m good like that. I won’t give details mostly because if I get rejected or don’t even qualify, then only I am to be disappointed and I have no one else to respond to.

Several years ago I entered a stage where I wrote. I wrote and I wrote and I wrote. Most of it probably sucks, but my friends and family loved it. They convinced me to send it out – get published they said. Reality is – getting published is about as easy as acing that calculus final after a binge. Some do it smoothly the first time, others flail a bit and finally get to it, the rest just drown in the equations.

I DO desire to be published, at least once. I don’t expect it ever.

So…where am I in that equation? I don’t know. Put here’s to trying again.

Great Big Sea – End of the World