If I
finish this blog, I will be as surprised as you must be to read one from me. It
has been a long, long time since I’ve
written.
Why?
Well, I
think I lost my voice for a while there. I was just so damn sad last year. Every
time I started to write a blog, it wouldn’t be one of those light, semi-amusing
Jane’s Domain kinda blogs. No, it would be all gloomy and doomy.
And then
I’d stop writing.
One of
the biggest reasons was that my 95-year-old mom who has had dementia for the
past ten years fell and broke her hip this past summer. Watching her go through
a second hip replacement surgery and struggling through rehabilitation was
heartbreaking and I truly thought we were going to lose her.
She has
rallied some, but is a much different person than she was before the fall. She
struggles to find simple words to communicate. She sleeps most of the day and
is now completely incontinent. She has to be fed each meal. And, sadly, she is
no longer able to walk.
So it’s
nearly impossible to face each day in a lighthearted manner, although I do cherish
those moments when something funny happens and I can let loose with a belly
laugh. It doesn’t happen often, but it does
happen.
Like the
time I thought I was using lip balm to moisturize my chapped lips and discovered
I had used a lip plumper instead (where
did that tube come from?) so that I walked around for an entire day with
duck lips.
Let’s
just say it was not a good look on
me.
Or when I
thought I was spraying dry shampoo in my hair and when I flipped my head back
and looked in the mirror, my hair was standing straight up in the air like I
time hopped myself back to the 80s. Only
then did I look at the container in my hand and read the fine print. Hair spray, I read. Lasting hold.
Oh joy.
Vince has
been encouraging me to write again. And he’s boosted my readership by inviting
more people to like Jane’s Domain. I appreciate his efforts and I apologize to
anyone who maybe, I don’t know, expected to read something current.
Ah well.
Hopefully, those new people have been able to read some of my older blogs. I
used to be very chatty.
But I
have to do things in my own time.
Now that
it’s a whole new year and a whole new decade, I think I’m ready. Getting back
into the writing game is one of my goals for the year. Perhaps I can find my
voice again.
I can’t
promise they’ll all be lighthearted and fun. But hopefully they won’t be all
gloomy and doomy.
Wish me luck,
okay?
