since I left Italy more than three months ago, that I am having a hard time narrowing down an appropriate point of interest on which to write.
Not so much due to inactivity on my part, but more so, perhaps from the lack of daily writing…which most writers know, increases skill and focuses a writer’s brain on important, relevant facts.
For example, I hardly think, dear blog readers, you would be interested to know that during my Southeast Texas sabbatical, I became somewhat of addict. Drug of choice?? Dancing with the Stars…followed with a CSI:Miami chaser. Embarrassing, I know…but I was told admitting your problem was the first step to recover… We will see.
Or, I wonder, will you be interested to discover that the very day I arrived in Beaumont, my cousin’s nine-month old daughter went into the hospital? After spending most of the fall season in and out of various hospitals throughout our region, and after tossing around such scary words as Childhood Leukaemia and Autoimmune Deficiency, we were relieved to have a final diagnosis of Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis. Relieved, you might think?!? Trust me, it is ALL relative.
Undeniably one of the most memorable occurrences, and in fact, the reason I made the trip home, was to finalize preparations and become Mrs. Giuseppe Mannella. Thinking back on that day brings a smile to my face, as I pray it always will, but the string of events that occurred in the twelve days preceding this joyous occasion, will no doubt be as seared in my mind as the wedding itself.
But, that is a long story…and, so it will be told in the next post.
Until then, my friends…