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One Week at a Time

Four and a half years is a long time. There is no such thing as picking up where one left off after that long. I certainly never anticipated such a sabbatical, and that's putting a positive spin on it. 
In my efforts to start writing again, I have debated and become paralyzed (which in turn made me put off any blogging for an additional year or so) about whether to restart blogging here or start up entirely new. Truth is I can't decide, so I'm going to try both. All three actually, since I also desperately want to continue my book blog as well. 
Three blogs for three passions. This one for family happenings. The book blog for book reviews. And a new one for my other writing projects. I'm working hard at getting some things ready for submission for publication so I'd like to have a site to build that platform on. 
It's somewhat overly ambitious, I know. Am I well enough to manage it? Let's just say there are going to be bumps along the way. I'm ok with that.
Writing here was a wonderful safe space for me. I love writing about my family and I'm at a point in my health healing journey that I miss it terribly. For a couple years I was simply too sick to miss it, and to be so sick you can't even miss something you love is a terrible place to reside. Thankfully, I was a temporary resident. Gradually I've been able to add back to my routine in small increments things that go beyond mere survival. 
It has been a messy four and a half years. There have been terrible moments, days, even months. Alternately, there have also been beautiful times filled with love and laughter. And therapy. Lots and lots of therapy.
My desire is to use the tools I've acquired and move forward toward future goals, slowly and steadily. 
My goal for now with this blog is to publish a post once a week on Fridays. Content will vary from week to week including updates, activities, and other highlights. Some of the lowlights too. They're all important. 
For those of you who have remained on my mailing list, thanks for holding out hope for me. You are amazing.
-Judy




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