Healing and Writing from Summer to Fall

It’s been a long time since I’ve sat down and posted anything. This blue jay looks like he’s been waiting for me for a long time. Here’s why: The end of July- July 29th to be exact- my world came crashing down. Literally. Leaving a party with friends, I slipped on a step and broke all the bones in my left ankle, as well as fractured my tibia and fibula. Talk about pain! Two surgeries later, and a week in the hospital left me living between pain pills, sleep and times to use the bathroom. The month of August was a blur. Friends helped my husband by bringing food since I was mostly bedridden.

“Oh, now you can spend your time reading and working on your novel. ”

Nope.

The first month my brain and body was focused on healing. In September, I could move around more. I watched TV and the birds at my birdfeeder.

By the end of September, I felt like my brain and my body was swimming to the surface after living in the depths of a murky sea. I pictured God reaching down to me and pulling me to the surface.

In October I could finally THINK and WRITE. I started small- reading novels and writing book reviews. By the end of October, along with physical therapy I started back writing my excerpts for my Observations at the Birdfeeder, then rewriting chapters for my novel, Jonathan’s Winter in my historical Family saga.

Now it is November 10th and I’m finally sitting down to write this blog. I’ve also been able to take care of the birdfeeder myself. The last three months the birds have faced times when the feeder is full and when it is empty. Feast or famine. Just like my writing times. I’ve been writing in spurts. But that’s alright, I think.

I hope everyone had a great summer and fall. My husband took me for rides in the park when I couldn’t go hiking in the park. The trees and leaves were brilliant crimson, and orange. Balm for the soul.