Writer's Block

I feel like I should be coming up with another "profound" observation, revelation or enlightening post. Yet, there is nothing there. Usually, my best writing comes from the depths of my heart and soul with emotions that overcome me. I feel compelled to sit down at my computer and write, and the words ... they just come. Right now, the words aren't coming. What does this mean? Am I content? Am I bored? Do I thrive only on crisis? Have I told all I have to tell? I don't know, but it seems silly to keep blogging with simply pictures and trivial updates. Maybe it's just a lull before the storm .... whatever that storm may be.

I've asked Mary to fill in for me -- to write about what it's like to grow up stuck between two special needs siblings; to live with nurses in your house almost every day; to have a brother whose medical needs keep you home more than you'd like and limits what you can participate in. I read and edited her first draft and sent it back for a re-write :-) She insists it will never be "good enough" for me. I assured her that is not the case, it just needs some fine tuning. So, stay tuned for Mary's thoughts .... coming soon.

In the meantime, hopefully, I'll be "struck" with something interesting to write about. You now understand why I don't think I could ever write a book ... writer's block!

Have a wonderful week.