Don't Let The Moment Pass You By

I am still fighting the LYME Disease battle. Overcome by pain, I do very little else.

I have located a Lyme doctor in Ohio. If you are reading this, please pray with me that this is the answer and I will soon be back to normal - as much as I can be.

Each time I become motivated/inspired to blog, by the time I get signed in to this site, I have lost the words.

I went to the Mountains for a few weeks. I wanted to live there, but must admit that I am not as tough as I once was, nor as I thought I still was. There are critters down there that I am unfamiliar with and quite frankly, living at the foot of a Mountain in an unfinished apartment with a shaky door handle, without a weapon - and very alone, is not my idea of playing it safe. Yes, my BFF Cordie was with me, but she was frightened as well. There was no lighting outside, therefore, no outside trips to potty. She hated the Mountains. I loved them.

I have several subjects swirling around in my head tonight, so be ready for the topic to change without notice.

I was reflecting earlier about a time when I lived in Cincinnati with my parents and brothers. I couldn't have been more than 4 or 5 years old. This, mind you, was a time when we were at a very young age when sent to the store with money and a note for the grocer with instructions on what to buy. Oh well, never mind. I had this earlier, now it's gone.

Lesson: Don't let the moment pass you by.