In the harbour, shining faithfully, pouring its light out, across the water…
Those are the next words that Garth Brooks sings in his song When You Come Back to Me.
I have kept that lighthouse in my sights though, I must admit, it has disappeared from sight a few times.
And here I am, sitting at the trailer again, looking out the sliding door towards the lake; a lake that from the lookout is royal blue but from the beach is green.
I wanted the escape to wind down from my vacation before I go back to what could be unpleasantness at work.
As you know, I had my procedure the last time I posted and the results were in yesterday… I picked them up last evening. There were no malignant cells in the samples he took (he took 2 this time!) which is excellent. That means he got it all in March.
I’m going to remain cautiously optimistic until I see him in a month.
In the meantime, maybe I can try my best to get back to some of my writing. I have had ideas, I just haven’t been able to write anything… is that any big surprise?
I just bought a copy of Writer’s Digest Writer’s Workbook and look forward to sitting and reading through parts of it. It even has worksheets inside.
So while I walk around the park and take pictures and try to relax I hope my brain will be, once again, working on the story that I’ve been wanting to write.
Maybe I’ll go to the beach for the sunset after all… I’ll just dress warm! And make sure I pack my notebook!