first let me write that i read all the comments and they touched me greatly. i won't apologize for my meltdown. i have been under a great deal of stress. it simply happened. i acknowledge it, but i won't apologize for it. i fully admit that i am fragile right now. i am tired through and through. it's my fault. i am working on it. i want to move past it. i like unloading here. it helps me get the poison out. one person wrote to "screen out" the comments that hurt. i will try to do that. i think it will be okay to give myself another chance here.
i had always thought that blogs were for their owner's to write anything they want. if they so choose, they can rant and rave and lift their fist to the sky to get it all out. primal scream therapy. but misunderstandings can come because, as someone else wrote, tone is absent. we do not really know each other here. i will say, though, that when i leave a comment on someone's blog, i am always greatly careful how i word things. i would never want to confuse someone or hurt their feelings.
secondly, i got the news of benign. they do wish to do another screening when my insurance kicks in again this summer. i admit i cried when i was told. and if i ever get bad news, i will tell you i will cry then, too.
i continue to sew when i have a day off.
quilt top for my son for his birthday that is a work in progress.
winter
spring
summer; and fall is up top as the new banner photo.
i am purging my closet of his jeans. i am making myself a kind of Memory Quilt.
and just for the fun of it, here is my little Scootie Wootums who seems to believe
that he can look into the camera lens and see me looking at him.
throughout most of the days, every day, i do my job. i work. i clean my apartment. i take care of my puppies. i go to the grocery store. i sew. i draw. but i miss him. i am lonely. i do not feel like taking off my rings so i don't think about it. i do not wish to date to not be lonely. when i think about how much fun we had, the kind of person he was, how we talked, lived together, loved each other, all the things we went through; i just kinda don't want to try with anyone else. they say you cannot compare but the terrible thing about me is that i would compare. he was awesome and i adored him and put him up on this pedestal. he's still there for me. so i'm not ready.
but i am lonely. the days are long. the nights are long. but before anyone can point out that everyone has long and lonely lives, that i could do something about it by dating, just know that i know that. it doesn't ease my missing him. i understand that being lonely is sort of my choice by living the way i do. i see the paradox in it.
it is what it is and i am who i am. as i wrote at the beginning, i am not going to apologize.
peace to all who read. peace and light to all who grieve.
