Blowing off my blogging duties

I've been busy.  I went back to work in June, and even though only part time, it has made a difference.  I am ridiculously tired all the time.  Yet, I want to work more if I can.  The fear of relapsing is scary and real. 


Then, the past few nights, I've been lying in bed telling myself I am going to be okay and I need to start living and stop fearing.  I will die one day, but I don't know when that will be.


So, the last part of the year??  Nothing but living, even if I am dying.


Please join me in living.  Its the new movement...because we are all dying anyways.