My best friend, Tami, was really stressed that I deleted my blog entries. I was amused a little by her distress. It was, after all, my blog. I do that sort of thing periodically. I have several journals that I’ve kept over the years. Occasionally, I sit down and read all the entries. They seem such a lifetime ago and not very relevant. As a matter of fact, I’ve usually grown so far past the feelings, that I can hardly relate to what I’ve written. I read, then I toss.
I wanted to start a new series in my blog and that’s why I ditched all the previous posts. The whole experience with Lee has been gripping me from the very beginning and continues. The intensity is often excruciating.
This is the post-Lee blog chronicles. The windows and doors in my life are spontaneously opening and closing and right now, I’m just trying to stay the hell out of their way.
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