I apologize to the few of you who may still actually watch me, my life has been very hectic lately. I haven't had much time or will to write.
My husband commited suicide in April of this year, and since then I have been focusing on searching for a new normal. I am living in my own apartment now, and I plan to go back to work within the next couple weeks. My life has been flipped upside down and I'm not sure that I have entirely come to accept reality yet.
That being said, I have had thousands of poems weave themselves in my mind, yet when I go to write them down - they vanish. So I've accpted that they're just not ready to be shared. However, I got the feeling today that this may not be the case for too much longer. So here's to hoping that I'll find a new voice to suit my new life.
*edit* "Suicide" is a poem about the day I found my husband, do not read it if you don't want to know. While it's not too graphic, there are those people who do not want to think about such things in too much detail, if you're one of them consider this fair warning.