“The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.”
Chapter 10 has now come to an end and with it came new memories. I saw people, actually lots of people! Safely of course. I was beginning to become somewhat of a Hobbit speaking of Mr. Tolkien (lol) When I saw my therapist at the start of the month I shared how I was a little depressed and didn’t want to leave the house, only to go to work and maybe the store every now and then. She encouraged me to spend time with people, that it’s ok to see people and in fact I should be seeing people. It’s all good and wonderful that we have technology to speak on video calls but she said, video chats are not a replacement for real live get togethers. I made an effort to see friends and family in October. I’m grateful I opened up to making time to see them. It did uplift my spirts and of course I had more time because It’s been an entire month since I have visited or posted anything on Facebook or Instagram.
October had some ups and downs. We lost our little Toby boy to a tragic and unforeseen accident, that was very difficult. Bless his little tiny soul. He had a big personality for a little furry orange guy. He left his impression that’s for sure. He was too curious and adventurous for his own good and it landed him in the worst trouble of all. We only had him just over a year and as Dylan reminded me, “legends die young” Rich had to do the hard stuff and buried his little body in the backyard and made him a cross. Rest in Peace little man.
I’m still recording my podcast. I’m proud of myself for keeping that consistent. My very first and very terrible episode was posted on September 25th 2019 this means I have had a podcast Just over one year:) It began as a way to fulfill my dream of moving but turned into more of a little bit of this and that. I sometimes tell stories of the past or share little details of my week. Only a few people listen just like only a few people read this blog. I do so much of this for myself. I’ve been a word writer since I was a pre-teen and I’ve always talked out loud to myself since I could speak and the podcast is just an extension of that. It will be a voice for my children to listen to when I’m gone. Things always seem more important once someone is gone. My podcast is under the same name, Life In the Wylde West.
Remember to keep swimming and don’t give up. I’m still working on my drawings and doodles. It’s a process and sometimes I draw the worst possible drawings one could ever imagine but that’s ok because if I don’t keep trying I’ll never get any good.
