In June when I originally stopped daily blogging it was because mentally and emotionally I needed to process some things and heal before I started writing again.
In September and October when I was silent, it was because I was basically working harder than I had ever worked in my life. I feel like I planned, directed, and officiated a 200 person black tie wedding for a megastar with very important and opinionated guests. It was like the trial that would never end. Emotionally, it wasn’t as hard. Between my years as a human trafficking prosecutor and my husband’s murder, you will understand if I don’t worry quite as much about outcomes of anything that doesn’t involve an immeadiate life or death situation. But physically and mentally I worked harder than I have ever worked in my life, and Ive had a few big jobs in my life.
So now it’s over and I get to breathe and think and write. Breathing is a big thing. Very often during the last month I have tuned in to realize I was not taking breaths.
But the rest I have been looking forward to has begun. Now I can rest and breathe and observe and think and WRITE. It is luxury. Truly.
In the midst of hard times, there can still be moments of unbelievable blessing.