So, you sit there and star at the little circle go around and around and around. Waiting on what seems like an eternity for the page to load.
I haven’t posted for a while because I’m still staring at the going-around circle.
You might call it writer’s block. And there might be several reasons for that, including – so much that I want to say, I don’t know where to start; disappointment in that the support I had imagined would materialize was just that – imaginary; frequent reminders that I’m on this journey all by myself – many close by seem to only be interested in being a spectator; loving my wife and family so very much and feeling quite inadequate to provide what they need; feelings and attitudes I’m still struggling to reconcile and put in proper perspective; doing everything I can to not revert back to an unhealthy compartmentalized life; trying to figure out what to do with the last half of my life; weariness; etc, etc…
I’m still here.