I took a break from writing over the Christmas/New Year holiday, and spent some time with my family. Just before that I managed to complete my book Grief: From Ashes to Life (And All the Crazy In Between). It is the collection of my blog posts with some editing. It is currently available on Lulu.com https://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?keyWords=Grief%3A+From+Ashes+to+Life+%28And+All+the+Crazy+In+Between%29&type= , but I am trying to get it listed on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, etc.
I came home from Christmas with a nasty cold and have been forced to take it easy over the last two weeks. Consequently, I did absolutely nothing on New Year’s Eve or New Year’s Day. The new year is supposed to be a fresh start, full of promise and excitement. I have had my fill of excitement and fresh starts last year. I don’t want any more new normal. I just want normal or as Kim would have said “same old, same old”.
At the same time I feel sort of at a loss. I have been working so hard, pressing in, fixing, excavating, dealing, you name it. Now I am at a point where things are quiet and I don’t know what to do with that. I have been relearning what it is like to have a regular day where I don’t have to focus on some pressing matter that is weighing on my psyche. Evenings where I can come home, eat dinner, read or watch TV and go to bed. That’s it. Simple.
Over Christmas I was talking to my sister about picking up a craft or hobby. Something to do just for fun. Something more than walking the dog or going to the gym. An outlet for my creativity. I didn’t want to do something where I would end up with things I didn’t want to keep, or couldn’t use in the end (ceramics, soap making, etc.) After some thought I ended up picking up some illustrators markers at Blick Art supply and have taken up drawing again.
So that’s it for now. Same old, same old.