I apologize for not doing my part in corresponding with you. My pet care sideline (unintentional) expanded this summer with more dogs and cats to look after (since my friends know I don’t go anywhere). Sadly, regarding pets, I have to share that Old Dachshund, subject of poems, died a few days ago. He was old, and ironically (physically) his heart got too big. Old Poodle walks around my sister’s home, looking lost.
In addition, I entered a new world of pain this summer. It’s nerve pain, I guess. Or so they think so at the doctor’s. It now moves from my left hand (leftie that I am) up the arm into the shoulder, up my neck, and then behind my eyes. All this has slowed me down more, added to the slower pace I have to take due to heart disease.
Could I sound more pathetic? I don’t wish to. I continue to write because I have to. And if I write and then post, at least I’m doing something. I do want to be in touch with you more, however. If you simply “like” my work without comment, that’s fine. I’m grateful. If you read and never note anything, that’s fine as well. That’s the first reason why I share anything.
I hope your August has been good and September is even better. Thank you!