I have been absent quite a while.
A not so brief history of the last year and a half...
In April of 2014 my partner of 15 years had COPD so bad we had to move from a large house I'd lived in for 22 years to a smaller one in the area - No storage, especially in the kitchen. With the help of four friends and two HUGE garage sales, I let go of a lot of stuff. And yes, it was anxiety provoking and painful.
Last December, my sweetie died and the very next day I was hospitalized. I had ovarian cancer (a VERY slight ache in my abdominal area for over two weeks - Thank God someone told me to see a doctor if a symptom lasts for more than two weeks!) Lost my female innards. In late January I started weekly chemo lasting 6 months.
This September I got a clean bill of health.
And I have to mention - my weekly cancer support group made all the difference in the world.
We had three other couples whom I thought were close friends . When my honey died and I got cancer, all those friends stopped contacting me. I was shocked to say the least.
Last month my best friend died.
And, most of the time, I'm exhausted. Such is life.
Sounds like a bad novel, doesn't it?!
There is some good news
I finally weigh less than 200 pounds.
I have started to make new acquaintances through an organization called meetup.com
I absolutely do not want to date, but do want to meet a variety of people with interests similar to mine. Having interest-based activities has really helped me.
I don't work on my piles every single day, but I am working on them occasionally. The biggest challenges are a year's worth of paperwork, clothes, and the kitchen.
I did learn one major thing: it's okay to be anxious and afraid, but it's better to make small steps forward.
Today is a good day. My adventure awaits