why I'm not here at the moment...

This is not overly easy to write. I've been struggling with what to do about the blog for a few weeks now. It appears, that for me at least, “lost my mojo” actually equals “I have depression”.  It’s diagnosed, I’m getting help and I know that others are a hell of a lot worse off than I am, but nonetheless I’m doing it a bit tough at the moment. I have people in my life who love me, are gentle with me and who wrap me literally and metaphorically in their compassionate arms, so I consider myself lucky. And in a funny way, hitting rock bottom is not so bad; it's allowing me to reflect and really consider what I want from the rest of my life. So that is a good thing, and who knows...I may reinvent myself!

But I can’t devote any energy to blogging right now. I did contemplate giving it up altogether, but it’s given me so much pleasure over the last few years that I thought doing that would be a bit of a knee-jerk reaction to what I'm going through at the moment, and very short-sighted. But nor do I want to make this place a diary of my depression. So until I can be a bit more upbeat (heavens I can’t even look for pretty pictures at the moment and I have stacks of unread magazines!) I’m going to bow out for a while. I hope you hang around, but I'll understand if you don't. I’ve had nothing but kindness, care and laughter on this little blog of mine from day one and I’m extremely grateful for that. Thank you, take care and bless J

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