My fingers nervously tickle the key board as I ponder about what to write. Since I am often guided by simplicity, I chose to simply announce that I'm back and all is well.
Daughter is recovering quickly and able to handle her household and mothering activities. My husband did a great job of caring for the ladies, though he was greatly challenged by the antics of our new dog, Leroy, whom I've already enrolled in obedience training. It feels great to be back home and reestablish the comfort of my old routines.
But my spirit feels low. Perhaps I'm tired. However, I think I don't thrive at my optimum whenever I don't write and I've missed blogging tremendously. When my fingers move in response to thoughts retrieved from that place that could best be called my inner self I feel more real, less focused on the mundane and more immersed in the wonders of life.
Nothing creative surfaces yet, but soon I'll be having fun writing my thoughts, experimenting with poetry, with ideas, with prose. I'm no expert at any of this and I realize how grateful I am to have friends who not only tolerate, but support and actually read my posts. I've missed you and I am stopping now in order to visit your sites whose inspiration, humor, insights, talent and warmth I look forward to enjoying again.
As always I wish you peace.