I was sick. For 10 days. It was awful and lonely. Being sick and by myself was a dark place for me.

However, I've come out of it on the other side and am making notes to help myself get through another sickness. When it happens next.

Other things I've been pondering since we last sat down and chatted.

In less than 8 weeks I will be 50. Which in turn I realized I did not make my birthday goal. Which in turn made me realize I do t make goals. Very rarely. Never on paper. Never detailed and never a commitment to other people.

Great subject for counselor.  As always she's awesome. We pulled it apart, named it and put it on the table. It is all wrapped in my core fear of not being perfect. Failure is perfection's nemesis. Kryptonite.

But then. God is gracious and I'm on the mend. Baby steps.

And for 50...well....screw it. It's just another birthday.

(Remind me that I said that in a few weeks, k?)

Dance on people