Lazy

Lazy writer.

I've neglected this spot.
I have been running myself ragged, running through the days at its expense.

Keeping busy, spending time with family and friends,
staying focused on events that open eyes and wallets to the need for more Cancer research specifically for children
is my medicine, my therapy.

Writing has also been a part of that therapy.

But it's a painful process.
It forces me to think, think deeply, breathe in and feel the sting of the painful images my brain just won't let me forget,
wrestling with the darkness, forcing myself to be thankful, to look around at the beauty that surrounds us in this life...

Rather, I report.

I list what is happening, where we've gone, what we've done.

I've become a News Feed.

*dislike*

Reduced to quick one-liners, status updates,
notes of consolation, commiseration, congratulations,
encouragement, and thanks.

This is not the Hallmark of my authorship.

It may be time to turn the page again.
No longer satisfied with summaries or abstracts,
It's time for chapters, for depth.

Well, at least I can attempt a meatier blog.

To do:
* Describe our trip to DC for CureSearch's Reach the Day
* Explain and describe the BBQ for Baldies
* Discuss the children

Now, I've given myself some writing assignments.
As for the deadline...