I mentioned that I would fill you in on what has been going in my life during my hiatus from the blog.
Almost four years ago — alongside my Sister to Sister activities — I began writing a memoir. It actually wasn’t my idea; it was my eldest son, Robert’s. And wanting to please him, I said, “Okay,” not fully comprehending what I was getting into.
I had already written two books previously, but they were for health professionals; nothing personal. Certainly, my memoir would be personal!
But, being a psychotherapist, I was comfortable with that. I had no problem talking about personal experiences. What I didn’t realize, until I started writing, was how many life changing, personal experiences I have had over the years. And then, true to my profession, discovering what they all meant.
What became truly fascinating, were the connections. I began discovering how one activity at one point in time affected a number of other seemingly unrelated activities in the future. And I began to see how and why I had made various decisions and to what result.
The memoir is almost complete, and it has been a lot of hard work. I am glad that I have done it; it has answered so many questions.
One thing is certain: It has been an interesting life; I used to tell my husband, Abe, “We don’t want boring.”
And it wasn’t.