Helga’s Post #112:
…. and a time to write.
I decided it’s time to come clean about my absence from the 5writers blog, or at least from my patchy appearances. Do I have a credible reason?
Please judge kindly.
I have in fact been writing. Not on my manuscript in progress, not on this blog, but something quite different. Something I used to do regularly in my early teens until life got too interesting and busy to keep going.
I am writing a journal again. Why do I revert to writing a journal, which by most definitions is meant for the writer’s eyes only? Well, precisely for that reason. It’s my personal story about our uphill journey on a trek that started seven years ago. A trek that gradually got steeper by the year, then the month, and now by the week. We did everything to halt the advance of the illness, but it was stronger than all the available means to fight it.
This, our trek, has been filled alternatively with angst, anger, hope, frustration, despair, and more hope, and every possible emotion that happens when life veers from that straight line we’ve foolishly come to expect and take for granted. But these seven years have also brought incredible joy, happiness and a sense of privilege in so many ways. And it still does.
With the support of our friends and family, I will do my utmost to bring as much joy and happiness to my loved one. Day by day. Hour by hour.
None in my work of fiction
Four entries in my journal
Books I am reading:
The Dust of Empire by Karl E. Meyer
Worth Fighting For: Love, Loss, and Moving Forward by Lisa Niemi Swayze
What I have learned: