______________________________________________________________________________________________

PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

____________________________________________________________________________________________________

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

40 Diamonds for 40: Setting the Scene

40 Diamonds for 40

I also find it hard to deal with the fact that [I’m]… almost forty,the age at which your options start to diminish because you are more or less locked into a life path. I read somewhere– and one of the signs of getting older is that I can no long remember where – that life is shaped like a diamond. At the start, your choices are few. They get greater and greater with each year until forty or so, when the choices you’ve made start to limit the ones you can make – until you die, which is general as much of a choice as being born is.

I don’t find this bleak,actually. I’m fairly content with the choices I’ve made and the ones I’m not at ease with are minor. The knowledge that my diamond is getting narrower just makes me more careful about my time and likely to enjoy where I am more. Besides, I’m tired of deciding and, in a way, welcome having less big stuff to think about. Your mileage, of course, may vary.

From: Sweater Quest: My Year of Knitting Dangerously by Adrienne Martini


“Words are important to a woman, aren’t they?”
“Words are important, to everyone.
When they’re not said, they leave holes.”
~N. Roberts

No comments: