It’s been since June 6th that I’ve posted. I used to be so prolific with my posts, yet I’ve let more than three months go by without a word. I think it’s because the world just got to be too much for me, and it’s been a struggle to keep my head above water. During this time I’ve lost three friends; and during the past few years I’ve lost four more, along with my favorite uncle (none to Covid, though). I lost my sweet kitty, Noelani. I haven’t even been journaling, which is really unusual for me. When I add all the pandemic stuff to that, it’s been pretty overwhelming. Some days I feel like I just want to go back to bed and curl up all day long. But I don’t. I go to the gym, I meet outside with my Gathering sisters, I do household chores, and I take lots of photos. I keep in touch with friends and family, and I love watching all the birds that come to the feeders outside my office window. But depression follows my footsteps.
My life kinda feels like this, though. One more thing I gotta deal with.
I think that getting back to blogging will help. So here I am. Imua.