I stopped reading. I stopped following the posts of the writing blogs that I had so carefully researched. And I lost my focus. But I wrote. A lot. I shared. A lot. And I learned. A lot.
It’s taken a good week into May just to draw a deep breath. And of course, take a long look into that inner mirror. It reflected my posts that hit some familiarly fond memories, highlighted a few surprising ones, dusted off a few sad times and exposed a few skeletons. One reflected the deepest nerve I have.