On the other side of motherhood and family,
my career reality shifted from
nurse, and only the practice of nursing, to
nurse and fledging writer learning how to soar on creative currents.
Retirement loomed large with the passage of time blank and staring.
Ideas and words always drifting and floating, docked uncertainly in the blogosphere two years ago today
supported by faithful readers both interested and kind whether my choice of topic was
muse, poetry, rants or story
opinions, prose or book reviews.
“The reality of a serious writer is a reality of many voices,
some of them belonging to the writer, some of them
belonging to the world of readers at large.”
~ Aberjhani, Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black