DECEMBERING: NO SAFE MODE TO LIFE_WEP post

 

https://writeeditpublishnow.blogspot.com/2023/11/wep-december-challenge-over-to-you.html?m=1
After 13 years, WEP is closing down. 
Sigh. I was there at the beginning, stayed through most of it, then Life had other plans.
Life moves on without us. Time slips through our fingers whether we’re spending itwisely or not ...
whether we even sense it slipping away or not.
There is a relentless forward current to Nature. It sweeps onward like an uncaring river carrying us with her. 
No opportunity to catch our breaths on the banks, for there are no banks to life.
We swim... well, badly... or sink.
There is no Safe Mode to life.
Life has become something of a stretch of rapids for most of us.
I hope today finds you in a better spot than you have been struggling in.
For me ...
Well, it has been interesting ... as in the Chinese curse sort of interesting.
Covid claiming me, blood running during a pandemic, having my apartment destroyed by Hurricane Laura while I was trapped within it. 
That was ... interesting.
Being homeless for seven months as my city was mostly destroyed by Laura and Delta that followed two weeks later.
A massive heart attack last Halloween ... all trick and no treat.
Back to driving rare blood ... but now, with a camera on the windshield, facing me, monitoring for any minor infraction ...
I commit even one, and I am terminated.
Interesting.
But enough about me. What do you think about me? :-)
Mother once told me: 
No one has the right to complain about something that is happening to everyone.
We all have been bobbing along some rough currents these past few years.
I pray that those currents have calmed and you find yourselves in a better place with people who care.
I hope the person you see in the mirror is wiser, if not sadder, at the tuition paid.
We are small only if we allow ourselves to become that way.
Be Large. Live Each Breath. Be kind.
Anyway, I just wanted to let Denise and the rest of you know why I haven't participated in WEP these past few years.
Oh, I even managed, with the help of several friends, to write my Magnum Opus, SAME AS IT NEVER WAS.
{A meld of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, FLIGHT OF THE NAVIGATOR, and BAND OF BROTHERS.}
If you are curious about it:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CNR5T9DW
Oh, and in the print versions, there is even an image of Midnight, my cat, at the end who I managed to keep with me during those seven ... interesting ... months.
He is shamelessly asking for reviews of my book, since he gets extra tuna when I am happy.
Well, this post has certainly taken a turn I hadn't expected ... just like life has for all of us, right?
WEP's site will stay live and after February, will accept posts on how we all are doing.
If I am still working, my battered heart still beating, I will drop in from time to time and say HI.

“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.” 

- Sister Ameal