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I didn’t quite reach the goals I planned at the beginning of the year but goals can and do change.
Over all I’m happy with what I have achieved.
I’m taking a little break over Christmas this year. I’ll still be writing but not sharing as much.
I won’t be blogging as regularly next year but I’ll be back on 15 January to tell you about my plans for 2017.
The newsletter is moving to the end of the month, expect the next one at end of January and will fill you in on all my holiday fun. If you haven’t signed up for the newsletter, did you know that you get a free book?
Thanks for a great year.
Enjoy the festive season with family and friends and have a safe and happy New Year.
This is not the post I planned to write this week, nor is it one I would usually write and share.
Last weekend, when it appeared for the rest of us that his life was falling into place, my friend chose to end his life.
I’m devastated at his loss. I’m angry that he would be so selfish in his actions. And I’m sad that he thought this course of action was his only option; that beyond his own despair he could see no light, no hope.
From this loss I’m trying to take something useful, something meaningful. Because I don’t want to give up. I don’t want to stop living just because he chose to. I’m not sure how that fits with my feelings of grief, or it is some selfishness coming to the surface. Maybe it is because I have a daughter I don’t want to leave or that I can’t picture a world so bad, or things so difficult that leaving her would ever be an option.
Grief affects us all differently. I have found writing about it helped far more than talking. Generally for me, when life gets hard or stressful, writing is my outlet.
In some ways my friend’s choice has reaffirmed mine. It has refocused my writing and my clarity that I should be doing what I want to be doing. My friend has gone, and in one of the worst ways – he chose to go. But in his passing I have found a determination to go on living. Not just for me, but those around me. To go on loving those in my life and give all I can.
If you are struggling with depression, please seek help.
My new schedule already appears to be out the window…but it’s not for lack of trying.
On Friday (the 13th of all days) my uncle received a new heart. At least a second hand heart that replaced the pump powered one he had.
He has been waiting a long time for this and on Friday the excitement level was high. Then we slowly realised that this was not going to be the quick fix we had dreamed of and that the road to recovery was going to be long, assuming all went well on Friday.
Needless to say it has been a very long few days since. In fact, Friday seems like years ago, and he is not based locally so we couldn’t all be there. And I’m an over-thinker so I must have played out every possible scenario (twice) between phone calls.
It is a waiting game now…and so far it looks good. So while I wait I might try to loss myself in an alternate world of my own making…