Say Something

Oct 1, 2014 by

I haven’t forgotten you. In fact, I have missed you. I’ve had a few life bricks thrown at me. This summer was a constant pounding of lessons.

There is no control. What’s real? What is love? Who am I? Where is my heart? How can I possibly choose? Follow my intuition. Speak up Jane. Watch the storms roll in and disappear. Appreciate each and every sunrise because it may be his last. Where did he go? Is he coming back? What do I tell them? Can he hear me? Does he want me? Maybe I’m hurting him. Is music too much stimulation? Maybe I shouldn’t be making jokes about everything. What if laughter isn’t the best medicine? Climb and keep going until I reach the 11th floor.

Faith. Love. Surrender. Life. Death. Miracles. Desperation. Peace.

Earlier this year I was having issues with panic attacks. I wasn’t able to focus on writing because I was worried about my healing.

In May my husband had a brain aneurysm rupture. My world suddenly imploded. My focus turned to doing whats right and being the best wife I knew how while working on staying sane in ICU.

This summer I gathered a powerful story that needs to be told. I’m ready to write again. I’m back stronger than ever.

As a side note, no slot machines or neon lights were involved in this storm. I was able to feel my way through it and I’m so proud to say that my emotions definitely had a fantastic workout. I am learning and growing without adding the pain of gambling. For that I want to thank you for being my reason to write.





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