convalescing

convalescing

I must confess, I never dated a stewardess. I will add it to my To Do list. Right underneath date a girl named Coco. (Never did that either.)

My doctor agreed to let me extend my weekend vacation to six weeks.

Back at the hut, I have a housekeeper and two alternating cooks, dozens of friends who will check in on me. And a beach a walk away. Thus, I have the support group, fresh air, and sun that I need.

My best friend Titi, has started the process of finding a nurse who will make weekly visits. He assured me she would be young, pretty, and single.

While they were here, my daughter Cat and my ex Ally enjoyed using my debit cards (with my permission) as I rested, purchasing clothing online for my future vacations. Thankfully, they know my choice and tastes in designers and stores. The clothes were shipped last week.

Thus, I am traveling with a boarding pass, passport, and my laptop.

This resting and building my strength trip will be all about the three B’s.

1- Baptism

2- Beach

3- Books. Continue working on my current novel of eternal love and reincarnation and prep my sci-fi love story Paradox (written in boths forms novel & screenplay) for marketing to literary agents and Hollywood.

Will also do my best to surround myself with women. Hey! Man does not live by beach alone. I think some wise man said that.

The Beach Boy promises poetry and open comments on Monday.

live love laugh

live love laugh

The results are in.

Basically, parts of my heart are not functioning as they should, forcing the rest of my heart to work harder.

The cardiologist confirmed my primary doctor’s findings, I probably suffered two heartaches in December.

My doctor wants me to undergo a procedure (in April) that should stimulate and revive these slacking walls. THE DOCTOR COULD NOT GUARANTEE this procedure will be successful. He also informed me that out of 1,000 hearts in the conditions that mine is currently in, 1 will not survive the surgery.

He also stated WITHOUT THE PROCEDURE parts of my heart will totally stop functioning within two to three years.

Doc wants me to rest and build up my strength for this procedure, but this time I will not go it alone. My intention is to continue blogging. I will read and approve the 700+ comments that are pending and start fresh. Sorry that my energy levels aren’t where they should be.

My final decision was to have the procedure in April.

And no matter what happens………….I will live, love, laugh. That has always been my philosophy. Why stop now?

Thank you or all of your support.

My heart and I are humbled and grateful.

this love

Struggling with words and thoughts….

Not sure if this is a poem or just me thinking out loud….

this love

wrinkled silk sheets
forming illusions of endless waves
in a haunting sea
of unrequited love and melancholy
eternal evenings
searching for you in every sunset
longing to admire your twilight
as we lay on a beach
bodies submerged in wet sand
my lips sinking in you
oh, mi amor
there are flowers
unaffected by time or storm
refusing to wither
like this love I feel for you

To be honest, I choose this image because her lipstick is driving me absolutely insane. (Yes, a sign that I am feeling better).

Happy Valentine’s Day.

A Lonely Comeback

A Lonely Comeback

Sorry, I have been gone for so long. Feeling a bit better. Relieved that the meds and rest are working.

The second and third opinions of two cardiologists provided hope. They both feel the first doctor overreacted.

What has kept me from blogging are the powerful meds the original doctor prescribed. Six different pills cause awful side affects (severe headaches, dizziness, some confusion). The side affects have been overwhelming.

On Wednesday, I have two important tests to pass. Good results will lead to my meds being removed or reduced.

My old time followers know this special lady. Ally flew down from New York for ten days to drive me to important appointments. My daughter also flew down three times in the past 2 month.

Fighting with doctors, I was finally granted approval to resume light exercise. This is my view as I walk laps around the lake behind my apartment complex. That stunning sunset accompanied me one night.

Haven’t made any attempts to write. So, I will be rusty. Perhaps the sunsets will help me find my creative mojo.

I will try to touch all of you during this week.

Have a good one.

masquerade

Thank you for all of the beautiful messages of concern. They warm my battered heart. I will be responding to every single one of them.

After weeks of life threatening blood pressure levels, we finally have it down to near normal levels. Now, we begin the process of repairing my heart.

When I first returned to Florida, I purchased a ticket to a New Years Eve Masquerade ball. Tonight, I will sit at the bar DRINKING WATER, watching OTHERS DANCE, as I welcome in the New Year in a room of masked strangers.

masquerade

chilly winds of melancholy
blew memories through my window
inducing a crescendo of shivers
waltzing on my flesh
haunting players of unrequited love
perform in this lonely masquerade
a sadistic, nightmare revue
as my mirror reflects
a face cloaked in smiles and laughs
failing to mask the pain
of another year without you

Happy and healthy 2020.

Lonely Author Recovery

Lonely Author Recovery

Hope everyone is doing well.

I was taking a little blogging break since my daughter was visiting me for ten days. I didn’t want to post anything since I knew I wouldn’t have time to read blogs or respond to comments on mine.

I was planning on returning today (to respond to comments and resume blog reading). My original plan was to resume posting next Monday.

However, I was in a small auto accident yesterday afternoon. I am okay, at home and in severe pain.

On a different note; an unfinished draft and poem posted earlier today.

I will slowly get back into the swing of things replying to all of your comments, reconnecting with everyone, and reading blog posts.

Have a beautiful day. I will get back to The Inspiring Women of WordPress and my regular schedule as soon as I can.

Thank you.

the longest journey

There’s more to life than being a passenger.” – Amelia Earhart, aviation pioneer, author, visiting faculty member at Perdue University, the first female aviator to fly solo across the Atlantic Ocean.

Prior to starting my Inspiring Women of WordPress series, I mentioned my dear friend Maria Elena of A Gypsy At Heart. Since today is my travel day, I wanted to introduce her once again. What can I say about a woman who has a gypsy heart and the soul of an angel? She inspires me with her beautiful journeys to far off lands. All the while, she enchants you with her sincerity and warmth. She may take you to the far corners of the Earth, but I assure you, you will never be far from her heart. Please get inspired by the brilliance of A Gypsy at Heart.

the longest journey

My three month journey has finally come to an end.

I never thought I could be away from home for so long.

It was three months of admiring the immense sea. Thinking of past lovers and the one I have yet to meet.

I questioned my life and my purpose.

Maybe, my purpose is to be alone. This way I can help more women, instead of just one; and fulfill that promise I made when I failed my abused mother.

I still haven’t found all of the answers I seek.

But for some strange reason, which I can’t explain, my head and heart are finally in sync.

“Sometimes the longest journey we make is the sixteen inches from our heads to our hearts.” – Elena Avila

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Photo taken by me this past Monday.