Party Talk

Was at a graduation party for a friend's son last night. Great party. Lots of people. Lots of food. Lots of laughter. Got to talking to someone I worked with long ago, who I was reconnected with over the past few years through our mutual friend who threw last night's party. Did you follow that? Anyway, she commented on my blog. She happens to be a writer, for real, as in, she gets paid for writing, so I find it interesting that she would even be aware of this blog. She had found my blog some time ago I think. She thought I had ended it. She mentioned the red dress entry, the one that was supposed to be the last post. I told her I have come back to it, a bit. But I realized, in talking to her, that my "need" for the blog is not really there anymore. That maybe it had suited it's purpose, run it's course. I felt most compelled to write when I was going through the brain tumor journey, with Lou, and the aftermath. Now I am not so sure what to actually blog about. I certainly still have many thoughts and feelings about that time to share. They never go away. The times I really can't believe it all happened. The times I really really miss Lou and wish he was here. But that is all just a part of me now, of who I am, and it doesn't seem to require quite so much examination. I think it means I have accepted it.