Once again, I question on taking an undetermined hiatus from this blog. And I enjoy doing the blog.
However, my hits aren't as they were. Not giving what readers, I do have, what they want to read.
As much as grew up, followed the Osmonds, yet still rocked in the 70's, partied like it was 1999 in the 80's, thought I was a true adult in the '90, however I realized I'd not completed as much as I thought I woulda done by now in the 2000's--so what to do?
Write about just my survival of open-heart surgery or being born with microtia (born without an ear--in my case, I do not have a left ear) or being half a century with no husband or kids (which I miss not having) or the desire to produce a play from my own words, dance, sing, and play piano or the loss of my mom when I was 13 and being an only child at that?
Hmm. I've done that-only not every day.
Maybe I should? But which one? I'm open for suggestions.
However, since I've biked and treadmilled, must take trash to the curb, contemplate washing the dishes, pet a cat, chow a salad so my coumadin stays in check, watch "The Closer" and get on my knees and thank God for this life.
Stay tuned.
I am blessed.
