I wanted to be silent today too, as I didn’t want to share bad news anymore. I have been trying to relax, do what I can manage, pottering around at my own speed, which these days, is snail’s pace. I am terrified of falling again, and although I make sure to move slowly, there are times when I stumble and know that day isn’t far away.
It hasn’t helped that the promised letter from that lovely doctor hasn’t arrived, and the least said about that, the better.
I have always been a very patient person, well taught from having to wait so long for anything. These days, I am having to learn patience on an entirely different level. That is fine; whatever works is the order of the day. I am still the person I have always been, the one ready for another mountain, another battle.
I am actually enjoying all those little things that I can manage to do, although I do have moments of frustration where I wish it were more, for there is so much that needs doing. All of this has not affected my writing, I am delighted to say. Swan Song, my new detective story, is getting longer, well into the second act. I am really happy with its progress.
I am very conscious that I am up to my neck in my own swan song, but unlike detective David Snow, mine is real and not so easily solved with a pen and paper. I am a great believer in small miracles, and I think this is what keeps me going…
all mylove… Jaye 💖
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