My silence here has been completely unintentional. I’ve avoided creativity in general lately, in favor of establishing routines in house-cleaning and laundry and other mundane stuff.
An update on happenings around here:
My grandmother passed away last week. She had a relatively short illness and then she was gone. It’s still so strange that I can’t just go visit her. I kind of have that numb-robot feeling going on right now. She was a good lady and I’m proud to be hers.
Other than the “Nannie’s Flowers” post from below, I haven’t been doing a lot of photography. I’ve been totally uninspired. It’s not a lack of wanting to take pictures, it’s being uninspired to make art.
Health-wise, my thyroid is messed up. That’s not news and there are a couple of different things that could be going on with it, according to my endocrinologist. I don’t have answers and it seems pointless to speculate right now, so I won’t go further into it.
I’ve developed this strange fear of putting my thoughts and feelings out there on this blog, for some reason. My drive for perfectionism has kicked in and I don’t want to mess this space up or clog it up with unnecessary posts.
The truth is that I miss my grandmother very badly and I am pretty scared about the thyroid stuff and I am anxious about my lack of creative drive, too. All that manifests itself in avoidance.
One good thing: there is a piano in this house again. I’d all but written off music, especially after recently selling my French horn. But, good friends pointed me toward a piano at a garage sale at a next-to-free price and those same friends were willing to help me move it. It needed some TLC, but after some DIY finish work, repair to one key to make it functional, and securing the plastic on a few other keys, it is in playable condition. It still needs tuning but it isn’t as bad as it could be. I am thrilled and relieved. After I sat down to play the first time, I remembered that music is an integral part of my soul and I shouldn’t have ignored it for as long as I did. I still have the mission of finding my music books and hymnal, but I was able to remember a couple of pieces enough to be satisfied the first time I sat down to play. It is good for my soul.
That’s all I have for now.