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Dawn

They say it’s always darkest before the dawn.   I just keep thinking the dawn has to come sometime right?   2020 started pretty horribly for me. There isn’t a single day that goes by that my heart doesn’t ache when I think of my mom and dad.   There is no adequate way to describe how much I miss them.   I am a little grateful though, that they don’t have to endure this mess of a world we are living in right now. People are dying right and left.   We are mostly confined to our homes.   All of our favorite entertainment options are closed – national parks, movie theaters, concert venues.   It’s very surreal and weird and on one hand, I would love to just go to a movie. I wish I could tell my daughter that she will have a graduation or that any of the kids could go see their friends.   On the other hand, more things are getting done around the house and I’ve had a little time to be creative, which I always enjoy.   We are spending more c...

Isolation

What a strange time we are living in right now.   Everyone is looking over their shoulder watching for any sign of the novel coronavirus.   We are whipping our heads around at the slightest cough heard nearby and wiping down everything.   Now I personally have never had a hygiene problem, but even I have gotten a little paranoid. I feel like I wash my hands fifty times a day plus hand sanitizer.   My hands have always been dry enough in the winter to crack and sometimes bleed, so you can only imagine how bad they have gotten recently.   It was only when I took my daughter’s lotion (Aveeno for Eczema – GAME CHANGER) that I managed to save my skin, literally.  "Social distancing" (who would have thought that would become such an everyday term) has become the norm now with people keeping at least 6 feet apart and all the usual meeting places closing (bars, gyms, eateries, etc).  For an introvert, this is a welcome change. For an extrovert, thi...

Writing

When I was younger, I always wanted to write.   I kept notebooks and notebooks of poetry and I was meticulous about them. If I had to cross out a word or, God-forbid, tear out a page – I had to start over with a whole new notebook. I thought for sure that someday, I would write books. I loved to read them, couldn’t get enough, why couldn’t I write them too?   If only it were that easy!   I started many fiction stories and often, no later than page 10, I would realize exactly how tedious writing a book is.   I just did not have the patience for it.   When I read a book, I read quickly.   It’s something I have always done, because I am impatient. I want to know the end-game right now.   I taught myself to skim (thanks Stephen King for putting SO much detail into a book that I learned this little trick).   Don’t get me wrong. I READ everything, but I process it a second later. It’s like driving a car.   When you drive, you don’t (or should...