What it Takes to Change a Life – A serial

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Hello?

Is anyone still out there?

Do I still have any readers left?

Well, if all my readers and followers have dropped away, I cannot blame them.

Why would anyone follow a blogger who, well, has not posted in nearly a year and her last post, written the day after the Parkland Shooting, was, well, so dreadfully dark?

If you are still out there, dear faithful readers, it’s been quite the year in my household.

And for me.

My paid writng gigs have landed me lots of great stories.

I wrote about Detroit’s March for Our Lives.

I’ve been writing about, and continue to write about, unfortunately, anti-Semitism.

But that was not the biggest thing that happened.

Not even having ACL reconstruction surgery was the biggest thing that happened.

Yay that was fun.

But if I wrote about the biggest thing that happened to me in 2018, it would seep out of the confines of a humble blog post and become..

I don’t know…

A novel?

A cautionary tale?

So, readers, I’m asking you, and if I change the names to protect the innocent…

Would you want to hear how I tried to save a life this year?

A life that was so previously broken that by the time I got to it there was little I could do?

Even though I spent the better part of 2018 making it better?

Even though I think I may have done more harm than good, for he and I both, now looking back?

Dare I write something so personal, and something that does not yet have an ending because right now it is not very happy and I so want it in my bones a happy ending?

Interested?

Intrigued?

Than I will start sharing this story.

And thanks. And I hope you’ve missed me.

I’ve missed writing in my own voice.

I’ve missed story telling.

I think it’s time I returned to it.