Creating space… again…

I have not written in forever.

A new job in January needed time to adjust.

And I hoped my little place on the internet would wait.

And then, some weeks in, it was evident our world was overtaking life.

That my daughter’s 11th birthday couldn’t have a party.

And it seemed my problems needed perspective.

As life saw my friends and family experiencing loss.

Whilst my blog has been my therapy, I was in a place where I was lost.

Lost in a spiralling circle as to what, in this new world, warranted airtime.

Everything in my life, significant to me, was insignificant, in this global, life-altering scheme of things.

And I’m still lost.

But selfishly I miss the feeling of my fingers across a keyboard.

Creating more than ideas to create a room or an invitation.

(Fortunately our need to celebrate and to bake as kept people visiting my space of the internet)

But I want this space to have a future.

I want to stream a sentence for purposes other than work.

I want to relive the most comical and/ or meaningful moments at home.

Most importantly, to me, I miss my blog.

Before that March lockdown I knew I was going to miss moments.

I could never have predicted how long the loss would be felt