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?
Not sure if this is a poem or just me thinking out loud….
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).
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.
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
“Real beauty is in the fragility of your petals. A rose that never wilts isn’t a rose at all.” – Crystal Woods, author, stage coach, pro bikini athlete, child abuse advocate.
When I think of this Inspiring Woman of WordPress , I think of delicate flowers. As a little girl, she admired the prairies. As a young woman she overcame adversity and bloomed into a Costume Designer dressing the stars of film & television. That is the inspiring story of my precious friend Resa at Art Gowns. To see videos of her stunning creations click here. Her beautiful sketches & sweet personality always touches my soul. Resa doesn’t make gowns, she creates wearable poetry.
an imperfect flower
an imperfect flower
grows in a flawless garden
forever afraid to bloom
ashamed of her weather-beaten stem
and frail leaves
she fails to understand
her damaged petals
are what makes her beautiful
“There are two ways of spreading light. To be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it.”– Edith Wharton, novelist, playwright, first woman to win the Pulitzer Prize for Literature .
I always thought of my friend Miriam of Out an’ About as an inspiring ray of light. She takes you on adventures highlighting stunning Australian landcapes while sharing a piece of her caring soul. Her journeys of gratitude, love, and family, leave you cherishing every moment. I’ll never forget how just a few years ago, during sad moments of family loss, her warmth, wisdom, and love still shined through all the darkness. She inspires people to be the best they can be. Visit Out an’ About. Bask in the glow of one of the Inspiring Women of WordPress.
We now return to our regularly scheduled programming…..love.
the promise of your dawn
we made love on a beach to a serenade of palm leaves as moon glow illuminated the night or was it the brilliance of your eyes i remember your jasmine lips tasting of honey and eternity shooting stars came in waves our inhibitions drowned in open seas that night as you slept in my arms i traced sunsets in your hair in hopes of awakening to the promise of your dawn
sitting on this lonely beach i know you have never been mine yet i wonder if you are alone or nestled in someone else’s arms has he ever kissed your silences embraced the painful tears that fall like autumn leaves inside your soul does he fill your nights with light or inspire romance in your eyes will he make your darkness his own as he watches over you tonight, my love i long to be the moon
Photo taken by me on an evening tour of a lighthouse.