I barely got 5,220 words in my Camp NaNoWriMo manuscript. Maybe I'll work on it some more in July. Maybe.
Or, I can be grateful that I'm here, waking up every morning. It's time to weed my mental garden.
I think I'm feeling this way because my mother in law is going to her oncologist today and, from all indications, she will be told she is in remission. But several other people I know struggle on. Perhaps it is natural to feel guilty, in a way, although if she continued ill it wouldn't help the other people I know. And, she copes with aftereffects of the treatment she received, including fatigue, and our general long distance caregiving for her continues.
Only two weeks after a neighbor died from cancer, I really need to be reminded of how fortunate we who are not battling for our lives are. Time to pull some more mental weeds.
This is what I REALLY need to do, instead of feeling sorry for myself.
1. Support my friends more. I haven't even contacted my friend down in Brooklyn recently.
2. Report that, today, I am giving several trees to a work friend, who will plant them in my late neighbor's honor. Remember I have people in my life who care for me, and, again, thank them all.
3. Post a beautiful photo. (Here you go.)
|Near Charlottesville, VA, April 16, 2014|
4. Stop complaining about the cold/windy weather in upstate New York. Hope no one I know is in the path of those terrible tornadoes that have hit Arkansas and Mississippi (19 dead so far) in the past couple of days. Spring can be beautiful in the United States, but it can also be deadly.
5. And finally: Thank you all, my faithful readers, for sticking by me for another month. Next month, May, is my favorite month of the year, and I am gearing up to bring you more spring beauty, some gardening tips, and updates on my brother in law with autism and my spouse's effort to gain guardianship.
Please join me in weeding your mental garden, and here's to a productive May.