Friday, November 21, 2014

Where did they go?

It has been too long since I sat down and wrote anything besides a grocery list. I have tried, but nothing happened.

I searched for
the words.

I could see them in my head, even tell you what letter they begin with, but the words did not come. I sat so many times, alone, at my computer, trying to put a paragraph together. I tried sitting at different places, at different times, but to no avail. All I got were short ramblings of words that my English teachers would have circled in red followed by a big question mark.

Writing has always been my outlet, my thoughts unscrambled, a conversation with myself. I always felt clearer and more focused after I had written something. I have beautiful boxes filled with my writings, collections of short stories, poems, quotes, and articles. In the past, if I needed some inspiration, I just opened my beautiful box and there it was.

Until recently.

Nothing worked. My mind couldn't organize my words into sentences. After a while, I gave up and didn't keep trying. I was just too exhausted.

What is wrong with me? Is this just part of the growing older package? Along with bigger glasses, flat shoes, avoiding rush hour and dreading stairs? I even groan when I get out of my favorite chair. It's a “lazy boy” recliner, a very appropriately named piece of furniture and I have been spending a lot of time there recently. I have been too tired to do anything else.

Then came time for my checkup so I made a list of things that had changed since my last one. Well, the smart guy with all the diplomas on his wall had it figured out in just a few minutes. Just stop taking a new medication, as this is a side effect, and it should correct itself in a short time.

And it is...

Slowly, the words are coming back just as Mother Nature brings in bitter cold temperatures and some snow. 

All of our beautiful fall color is gone, wiped out by several days of heavy frost.

The snow is beautiful.

Thehubs has been busy decorating the outside for the holiday season. Each night at dusk, he checks each bulb, each timer, to make sure they are working properly as we get ready for the official lighting ceremony Thanksgiving night.  I have been doing some decorating inside too but I will save that for later.

I have been reading all of my favorite blogs but I apologize for leaving few comments as the words just couldn't connect. I read close to 40 blogs each day, usually on my ipad late at night. I find it relaxing.

TBT... How about a photo from the past?  Me and my big brother cruising around the lake! Summer 2012

Have a wonderful Thursday!


  1. awwww, messing with your mojo, you can't force it, it has to come naturally!! I am always inspired by images, nature and all the beautiful things that surround me!!!

  2. I am so happy to 'see' you again!! Glad your problem was so easily solved! LOVE your blog header and background.......beautiful!!! Looking forward to seeing your lights and decorations! Prayers you continue to feel better and better!!

  3. I know what you mean but you did a marvelous job finding the words for this post describing what it was like not being able to find your words. It was heartfelt and your photos are gorgeous. Have a good weekend :)

  4. Glad to hear you got your mojo back. That looks like a fun boat ride.

  5. That's wonderful that you're feeling more like yourself! Lovely photos and thoughts :)

  6. Nothing is terribly wrong with you. Just a normal person like all of us that has their moments. It, too, will pass.


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