Something happened to me last week that has forever altered my life. During the occurrence, I tried to burn little details in my mind to write about everything, but upon further thought, I think writing about the tragedy will be more burdensome than good. If I do write about it, it will have to be under a pen name. The occurrence was embarrassing, damaging, hurtful, and carries severe repercussions.
Sorry to be vague. I will tell select people on my own terms.
That’s why I haven’t blogged in a week, I’ve been dealing with the fall-out. Damn, there’s plenty of things to take care of. Sigh.
I’m slowly making my way through the stages of grief: shock, then anger. I’m past being angry and trying to be hopeful. I think this will end up being a positive for me. Hard to see that now, but again, I am hopeful.
Perfect time for a vacation. Instead of packing a gazillion books to read during our trip to Honduras, I’ve decided to spend some time writing instead. Stay tuned.