So many times I have attempted to start back with my Blog. Truth is so much has happen in the past dozen years, I always struggle with how to pick up and start writing again.
Last week, my best friend of over 50 years, died. She has been sick, but we really aren't quite prepared for the ending are we? I have gone through hundreds, possible thousands of photos pulling out Sheri photos for a video. I had 442... but not even completed my resources. How do we know which ones are the ones that friends and family are hoping to see? Her smile, her class, and her enormous personality. The church lady I was to provide these too, needed me to thin it out considerably. I did my best. Got it down to 100. And I provided her with a list of songs / artist that Sheri loved and needed to be played with it.
I also have been reading nonstop my friend Sheri's Blogs since she passed. She was an excellent writer. Witty, charming, and knew how to keep someone interested in her stories. She started her Blog, "Living With The Oldies," back in 2007. When her in-laws became housemates to her home. It was a fun read. Always full of the unexpected, and always left us with a smile.
During this time, I was dealing with a lot of depression issues and through Sheri and my therapist encouragement, I too started a blog back in June of 2007. My blog, "Just Breathe Janis," continued until my Mother's passing in 2012. I found not only had I lost my voice but I wasn't making time to continue to write. I wrote an additional 20 post between then and now. Changed the name to "Just Breathe Janis, Chapter 60," following my 60th birthday.
I am struggling again. Not just with depression, but growing old and just life in general. The difference this time about writing... I am going to stick with it. I don't care if I have to start over. I am not afraid now. I think I have been inspired to write again. If not for myself, for Sheri. For she gave me the courage to use my voice. And that is what I am going to do.
So, welcome to my blog. I am not a fabulous writer, but maybe I can make you smile. Feel you are not alone. And maybe, just maybe, I can feel the love of writing again.
xo
