Quiet times and Reflections

The following is part of an entry I once wrote in the old JS:

Like the lady in the photo above, I love to sit by the ocean and watch the water come, and go, then return once more. My thoughts then start to wander and I reflect about all that has happened in my life, past and present.

Another place I enjoy is up on a mountain near my home where I grew up. From there I can see all around me, and once more I reflect on my past and present.

Those are my quiet times. Unfortunately I live far away from both. Maybe some day I'll return there again. and not just to visit, but to live permanently. I'm reflecting on that, but not while viewing into the sea or from a mountain.

This journal may soon be a place to put those reflections into words. At the moment they are too abstract.

At the moment I'm not feeling like blogging at all. Not here, not on my "official" journal. I told myself I'd make myself rare for a bit, like so many others are also doing. I would also try to avoid commenting.... but that wouldn't be me!

So my visits here may become even more sporadic then they already have been.... sorry. There were times when I wanted to write here, but as soon as I started to type, the words wouldn't come... so I would delete it.

Another reason may be the fact that so many of my favoritie people/bloggers are going through so much hardship at the moment and I can't help... and their hardships make mine seem so small and unimportant.

I did find/receive my old entries so I may repeat one or two, as I did above.

Don't forget me....

Willow