I haven't been here for a while. Family concerns that turned into tragedies made writing anything difficult for a long time. Since then, my situation, my professional prospects, and my life have completely changed. I did publish the 2nd book in my
Dragon Unchained trilogy,
Dragons' Inferno, which I mentioned in at least one or two of my previous posts. I am also working hard on the final chapter...
Dragons' Last Dance. I have at least three other books in the wings.
I needed to make some professional changes for a reason I'll mention in a minute. I tried working as a
BIA (now
BISHA?
Behavior Intervention Assistant) for the local school district in three different schools in both the 2023-2024 and 2024-2025 school years, but some "promises" made by the school district were either not realized or denied, and I had too many other goals in my life to stay put. Yes, we needed the income. But I love to write, anything about writing, and discovered something that has changed me, my opportunities, and my life.
I am now certified as a freelance General Proofreader! I already have people who want me to proofread their manuscripts, and I think it will be delightful to serve others while doing something I really enjoy.
My father was elderly when we came to live with him, but he did well because of my wonderful, nutritious cooking (LOL), and my twenty-five years of experience with nursing. He had several serious health problems, most caused by the thing he hated the most:
smoking. (Please don't smoke. Don't use tobacco. It ruined a good part of his life.) He died in October 2022 of
emphasyma/COPD and
heart disease, caused by the
tobacco per his physician. I won't bore or stress anyone with the details, but his passing was both unexpected (on the day it happened) and expected (he was 95 and in poor health). I will state that virtually every organ he had was troubled by something. Age does that to some people who live a long time, but rather than shortening his life, it just made him suffer.
So, I lost Dad, and at about the same time, one of my daughters nearly died in a fall and hasn't been the same since. Heartbreaking. And about the same time another daughter decided to make changes in her life, which included turning her back on most of the family. Both of these women are beautiful, talented, and very bright. Their accomplishments outrank mine, which is the way families should build, but like a lot of our younger generation, they don't like my opinions and aren't willing to enjoy what we can share of life. Amazing that I've found myself able to "let go" and allow them their opinions in exactly the opposite way that they don't allow me mine.
Life is full of crazy lessons, some very hard to face. I'm grateful I have a sweet husband and a lovely place to live. Dad and Mom were insistent that their home remain mine--enough that my name was on the deed before I even knew about it and before my husband and I moved in to take care of Dad. The home was purchased cash outright, so other than for property taxes, we owe nothing on it. What a rare and beautiful privilege. We love our
redwoods and our
Pacific Ocean coastline, and it's helped us so much with the strains of financial uncertainty in these difficult times.
My Dad, my hubsand, and I got COVID around the same time in 2022, and I am fairly convinced that Dad suffered from the
long COVID. He never did get back his normal breathing, despite the fact that he wasn't that ill. I was a lot sicker than he was. Still, his oxygen levels kept dropping, his breathing more anxious, and his satisfaction with life depressed. He could hardly walk anywhere without getting dizzy, couldn't drive, and couldn't do much of what he had always loved to do. I had to take him to his doctor appointments, and he had many before the end. I miss him every day. He was a stern man, a professional who didn't put up with anything less than top notch effort, but he was so very, very good to me and my husband and quite a character.
It took a year to settle everything as best we could, including having to make some necessary, costly repairs on the home. My hubby would love to retire, but
Social Security is never enough (remember that if you're still working and can save/invest!), and we lost our investments in the 2008 crash--never recovered them. So that means we work until we follow in Dad's footsteps, or at least for as long as we can.
That said, there is a famous quote from
Marc Athony that says, "If you do what you love, you'll never work a day in your life." I plan to write and proofread until I drop over, so I guess I will work without working. Sounds great to me.
Leave any comments and questions, and enjoy your day!
My dad, carrying his younger brother on his back. Weren't they both handsome guys?