Winter is the cruelest month…

January reboots abound, and my Facebook Memories list is littered with resolutions made and missed. But this year is different. No, really! Hear me out.

After spending nearly all of October through mid-December 2023 as 24/7 caregiver for my 84-year-old mother after emergency surgery that resulted in almost every complication you can imagine, I’ve lost my routine, my goals, myself. Somehow I need to reclaim all that. And that’s not a resolution; that’s a necessity if I want to regain any semblance of normality…and sanity.

Mom and I have a…complicated relationship. Add megatons of emotional baggage on top of the repeated medical crises, and these past weeks have been exhausting on every level. I have a book coming out this spring which needs my attention; I have personal home (not just Mom’s) issues that need my attention. I’ve gained weight from stress eating, lost my exercise routine (such as it was), and now face yet another fibro flare (fibromyalgia) that won’t stop.

I need to focus, to reconnect. So this is my outlet, my journal, my accountability. I hope you’ll share the journey; I promise not to wallow, but to muse.

On Mondays, I’ll wander philosophically, emotionally, and wherever the monkey brain takes me. And writing is usually a part of those wanderings. In a month or so, when my publisher has a solid release date for Fatal Errors (new series, not related to my Toledo Trilogy), I’ll introduce you to my new cast of characters.  

Wednesdays I’ll share what I’m reading, which…tah-dah!…allows/forces me to keep reading. See what I did there? I don’t do book reviews (burned too many times with that effort), but I’ll tell you about books that made me think, made me laugh, or simply offered enough of a distraction to get me through the day. All good stuff, I promise!

My blog tagline quotes Tolkien: “Not all who wander are lost,” but I’ve certainly felt lost since early October. Let’s see if I can find my way home.

walking path through trees

7 responses to “Winter is the cruelest month…”

  1. My Daughter is Strong and she will always find the road back to Sanity.
    Breathe go to a quite place As wee have learned nothing comes easy.

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  2. Cyndi, I empathize with you…but you have taken the first step — acknowledging what you need. Now, on to the second, one move at a time. Hugs and Love, Jan

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  3. Ah Cyndi, I recognize so much in this post–including the complicated relationship with Mom. My January post is “Sometimes You Just Gotta Say “F— It.” Do great minds think alike or what, LOL? Congrats on the new series. And keep on trucking.

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    1. Great minds indeed! And such an apropos closing…Mom was a trucker for 34 years 😉

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      1. Mine was an artist who wanted to leave my dad because he forbid her to work, and I was the “thing” in the way of her leaving him–or so it was presented.

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      2. Sad the things children are blamed for, isn’t it? 😦

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  4. […] mostly selfish reasons as I tried to establish boundaries and avoid a repeat of the trauma from her previous surgery. Would my presence have made a difference? I’ll never know, but my too-vivid writer’s […]

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