By SheelaR

Admittedly… I’m horrible with keeping in touch with my family and friends. I often feel guilty and ashamed of the fact that they’re always reaching out to me first. To them it must seem as though I don’t care or isn’t interested in their lives. Nothing could be further from the truth.  My family and friends have no idea about how much I think, worry, and obsess over their well-being. I’m just really bad at showing it. It gets trapped in my mind and heart…rarely seeing the light of day.

A good friend called me today because we hadn’t talked in a couple of weeks and the last few times we did, it was because she called me. I always feel bad when that happens, but then I fall back into my usual routine.  I enjoy existing in a quiet solitary place. Not because I want to keep anyone out, but because my thoughts and ideas flow so easily and freely when the distractions are few. It’s not a lonely place, but a place to be alone.

 I wanted to spend my professional hiatus working on me and nurturing relationships that matter.  However, I’ve not done nearly as much of that as I had hoped. Now that it’s weighing heavily on my mind, I’m going to put forth more of an effort. Love is what you do and not just what you say. Having said all that… If you’re a part of my circle, I do love you. However, I’m a work in progress and progress doesn’t happen overnight. You will see and hear from me, I promise!

I took my ADD meds much too late in the day and I’m in a frenetic state of mind… So, I’m going to clean my bathrooms and finish the laundry.