Well, here I am, posting again after 9 months. It’s been . . . a rough year. Won’t go into details, but at least it hasn’t been as bad as what I’ve put my main character through. ;P I’ve spent most of the year in a funk. Not only do I still miss Thatcher (he died exactly 10 months ago today), but I’ve been sick a LOT and down in the dumps, not only from losing my precious fur-baby, and all the physical illness and nasty meds I’ve been on, but just the world in general’s been a super-crazy and super-stressful place. Especially here in America with the election insanity. Soooo glad we’re past that now!! (Well, basically. :P) Ugh, no more political talk—trying to cheer myself up, here. . . .
Hopefully next year, I will slowly climb out of this mental morass and feel more like myself again. TBH: I’ve been too messed-up to write much. Have done a bit, and done some editing of book 2, but it has a way to go. Can’t say when it’ll be done/published. I think I’d been overextending myself for the past, I dunno, half a decade maybe? Trying to be an editor, writer, publisher, housewife, dog mom, and all the things while battling a chronic illness. And this year, it all caught up with me and I just crashed and needed to pull back and take better care of myself. (Which apparently includes bingeing a lot of anime and manga, heh. An old special-interest coming around again!) There’s not much else to say, and I’ve got to get back to working on Thinklings stuff, trying to get ahead so I don’t have to do much over the holidays. Merry Christmas / Happy Holidays / Happy New Year! I’ll see you in 2025, and I hope it’s better than 2024—for all of us. I get the feeling a lot of people besides me have had a bad year, too. Take care of yourself. <3 P.S. – Had to include a cute pic of Toshi, who’s settling in nicely. He’s a very sweet, kissy boy and a mama’s boy! :) Full of energy, *she says exhaustedly*. He’ll be 3 years old next Monday! <3 P.P.S. – Don’t worry that I’m in too bad of a place/mindset. I know everything will turn out okay because of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ; He’s what has really kept me going and not in the total depths of despair. Who knows how dark of a place I’d be in, otherwise . . . But I believe I’ll see Thatcher again, and other loved ones I’ve lost. And yes, Sam Gamgee, “everything sad is going to come untrue” for those who love the Lord—the only source of beauty, truth, and goodness (and who is, Himself, all those things). Comments are closed.
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