- This is the day I meant to start posting interesting and inspiring blogs, after my winter holiday vacation to New Mexico.
- This is the day I meant to write a schedule for all the projects I have to do right now: finishing up Trails, work on editing a trilogy for a client, get back into writing The Madam of Bodie, my fourth novel, which I hope to have out later this year; plus schedule exercise and other, creative expression things I do, like beadwork, clay work, and crocheting.
- Yup, this is the day I was going to do all those things.
Unfortunately, I’ve come down with a virus that’s so bad I can hardly sit up, I’m so dizzy. I just tried to walk my dog around the hill and it was a disaster–I almost fell 3 times, and had to sit down on fire hydrants and safety rails a couple of time. Took over an hour for what, for me, is normally a 20 or 25 minute walk. Tufa couldn’t figure out what was wrong with me.
So … I’m going back to bed. I hope by Wednesday I’ll be back in good form, or at least, not so dizzy. Just wanted to let you all know, so you didn’t think I’d fallen off a cliff or something. You all mean a lot to me; I need you to know I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be back when I feel better. And yes, Mom, I had a flu shot!
I’ll leave you with a photo of the old Silver City, New Mexico, Catholic cemetery, a place we spent an hour exploring on our vacation. You can learn so much in an old cemetery. Scott wrote a beautiful poem about this photo, which will appear in Trails. The simple, wooden cross marks the grave of two infant brothers, Gabriel and Ray, born and died 27 years apart. Neither lived more than a week. How many were born in between these brothers? How many survived? Did the mother die of a broken heart?
I avoid flu shots like the plague. Not that that made you sick. Perhaps a vacation pug from another state or the kinds of germs that thrive on schedules. Oh well, whatever it is, I hope you find a way to get rid of it soon. We’re all unhappy when our Earth Mage is ill.
Malcolm
Feel better Smoky. The trails and adventures will be waiting for you in a few days
Oh, Smoky – sending you prayers. I’m amazed that you even posted anything at all considering how you feel. And I, like Malcolm, never do flu shots. There is mercury in almost all of them, and much research is showing they do more harm than good. Hey, and if you want a really good homeopath to considering working with, I can recommend an amazing woman in MA. She’s really helped me so much, on so many levels.
hugs, hugs, & xooxo
mare
So many stories in the ancient cemeteries…
a lovely picture, Smoky. and i had to look at your words again to see that you wrote 27 YEARS! oh, my. there are 20 years between my youngest nephew and my oldest niece (cousins), and I’ve recently thought about that gap being a generation. but 27 years between brothers. wow.
i hope you feel better soon. celebrate NOT having to shovel out a driveway!
mary
Get well, Smoky. You’re excused for as long as it takes. Mwah!
Hope you are feeling better soon!
So sorry to hear you’re sick, Smoky. Get well soon, my friend.