April as a List

I find us at the conclusion of yet another month, and perhaps my hopes to get back into blogging more frequently have lapsed or feel too self-centered, as evidenced by this last minute post for April.  The hectic pace of work, life, healthcare appointments, advocacy, and, a pandemic!!!, have certainly taken up my time lately.  But I do miss this space, and connecting with you regularly. I hope that you are staying well during all of the chaos in the world right now.

My main superficial, positive takeaways from self-imposed quarantine:

  • There are never enough books to read! But reading voraciously again is a nice perk.
  • The show, Power, on Starz is totally binge-worthy.
  • Reconnecting with friends and family via phone calls or emails
  • Long, quiet walks

 

Superficial Cons:

  • I understand the need for telehealth, but it is just not my thing.  I can’t wait to get back to in-person care once it is safe to do so.
  • Iced coffee at the drive-thru was a bigger part of my life than I realized!
  • Too much pressure to Zoom!

 

To be continued in the future, as health/safety/time permit:

  • Much-needed vacation with friends this summer / fall
  • Perhaps more blog appearances
  • Coffee dates!

 

How about you?  Stay well!

 

 

 

 

This is for

the unpublished drafts

the phone notes

the changing of the font

and calling that a poem

the “for what it’s worth I’m sorry”

if sorry could be plural

for existing, maybe

for being there, sometimes

for not being there, enough

for showing up

and talking down

for myself

for others

for hitting “publish”

because your brain demands

at 11:33 pm Eastern Standard Time

that this is right

that this has to get out

that these prepositions

go against everything

that middle school grammar book said

when you read it obsessively

to prepare for a pop quiz

so you could always be the best

on paper, that is

 

but you don’t care

about those silly rules

anymore

 

Que será, será.

April Showers Bring…

Writer’s block.

I’m currently reading four books at once and composing just as many blog posts in my head.  My golden rule of blogging is when the words flow, ride that wave.  But if writing ever feels forced, it is time to take a step back and regroup.

Owning the occasional frustrations of the writing process can be just as important as what is eventually said.  The right words will come along.  They always do.  Isn’t that why God created coffee?!

Here’s a photo of a cute Guinea pig to tide us over until May.