Much is happening in my life and I don't really want to talk about it. Tilt, tilt.
I always want to be heard by all and sundry. Why else blog? I have been willing to open the doors of my life to strangers, and like Blanche I have looked for and relied on their kindness. I found it in spades. So what is the deal? In the past when I stopped blogging it was because I didn't have the energy to put fingers to keyboard. This is different. Blogging now feels invasive. I find I no longer want to share the details of my life. Suddenly my inner and maybe even outer life seem private.
Don't know what this new boundary will mean for the blog. Only time will tell.
Take care. Love Bea