An update?

It's been a while since I have done this (Posted an update.) I haven't looked at this blog in years. I opened it back up because I wanted to remove my books from print. I didn't like the fact that my grandchildren may find them one day and worry. So, I decided to open the blog back up to my readers and remove the paperback and Kindle versions.

I logged into this account just a little while ago. It's been a while since I have been here. I looked around a little. A lot of this stuff I had completely forgotten about. My life has changed so much since then. My granddaughter was born five years ago. I became an Author. I have had cancer. Just a whole lot has changed. I didn't think I would ever be updating this, but here I am.

I was taking a nap a month ago. Which I tend to do now that I am recovering. I had turned over to face my bedroom door and I saw a shadow quickly pass by. I assumed it was our son since he is really tall. I decided to go ahead and get up. I walked into the dining room and the only person on this side of the house was my eight-year-old grandson. He was at the dining room table playing with his tablet and using earphones. He didn't even look up when I walked in. I brushed it off and didn't think any more about it. That night, I told Marty what I had seen. We both just assumed it had been a trick of the light. A couple of weeks ago, Marty was walking into the kitchen. He stopped and bent over to pick a leaf up off the floor. Just as he went to straighten back up a big bottle of hot sauce came flying off the spice rack barely missing his head! We have lived in this house for almost thirty-five years now, and nothing has ever fallen off of that shelf. He and I exchanged a knowing look and didn't say anything about it. A few days after this I was getting something out of the refrigerator. I have Lymphedema in my right arm now due to cancer, and it is highly sensitive. Marty was in the kitchen with me, and I just assumed he bumped the refrigerator door causing it to hit my arm. I didn't say anything at the time, I knew it was accidental. But the door hit my arm a second time, and this time it was harder. I asked Marty to please be careful with the door. "I didn't bump the door," he said, from the other side of the kitchen. This completely caught me off guard. I am praying that we are not about to fall down the rabbit hole again.  Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers.