We Once Knew The Story

So, yea, haven't blogged in forever.

It's been a bit of a rough go for me this past winter. I've been struggling with peri-menopausal depression type stuff. No fun, really. At first, I couldn't even recognize what was happening. I just felt sad all the time for no reason, didn't feel hopeful or look forward to anything, couldn't exercise, couldn't do any art.

Doctors weren't much help, even my old witch-doctor. "We can put you on birth control pills or anti-depressants." Um...no.

I was able to lift my head up long enough to do some research online about it. I knew it wasn't anything that could be classified as clinical depression. I've never been depressed about anything. Been sad, really sad, been through some tough things, but never depressed. I knew I was heading down that long menopause road and there's tons of stuff out there about the emotional effect of this hormonal change. Bingo.

I got some nutritional supplements and herbal supplements for this specific purpose. Seems to be helping. Springtime helped, too. During the winter, I go to work when the sun is just coming up and don't head home until after dark. I get no sun. Can't work in the garden. Bleh. Longer days helped a lot. And now this summer I'm not teaching summer school so, except for this danged sinus infection that put me down for few days, I've been outside a lot more and make a point to get a few minutes of unprotected direct sun for my Vitamin D levels.

I miss the writing part of the blog. I like the short, snappy part of Facebook, but it doesn't fulfill my writing urge. That was another casualty of my gloom. There was a disconnect between what I felt inside and what could come out. It's not that I didn't see and hear and feel beautiful things worthy of a Haiku; the spigot to let it out was turned off.

So my goal is to return to some writing. Some topics that have been dressed up with no place to go (in no particular order):

Work
Art
Georgie's death
Lila and Dhyana dealing with the death of their dad
Politics
Photography
Garden
Books

Books...I did not stop reading through all of this. I've updated my lists. I'll need to take some time and go back to write some reviews of them. They were all very good in many different ways.

And, of course, the music never stops.


Thank goodness for Don and his patience. Not sure how anybody else suffered me.