And here we go…

One way or the other, word has finally gotten out to the club. Looks like I’ll be having a bit of this for a while…

Whats this about you not playing cos of some dumb excuse about going to London?! Nooooooooooooooooooo! …… (don’t leave)

And ha-HA! “Some dumb excuse”. Love it! ;)

3 thoughts on “And here we go…

  1. Dora,

    I read your post on The Pioneer Woman this morning. It sounded so familiar. I too had a brother who was ill with cancer when I was at a young age. I too had felt neglected. They didn’t move us to another country, but they did buy a big farm in the country and bought me horses thinking that would make me feel less neglected. I was lost for many years, and it seemed to get worse. You can read about some of my happy endings on my blog. It’s not too late for you to find what you love. I did it at 39. I hope you find your creative self again. It’s so important for our souls to do so. Best of luck to you!

  2. Hi Lucinda,

    I find this amazing. I did not expect the tidbit I wrote on PW to come to anything, let alone to realize there is someone out there who actually knew what I was talking about, and have felt the same too.

    Often times, I find it hard to tell people what it was like to have a very sick brother, and how that’s affected me, because they’d just go, “You’re not even sick! What are you even complaining about?!”

    I’m very very glad you wrote. As a matter of fact, you, a stranger, is the only person I know who has experienced anything similar. (I know I’m making presumptions here, but I’m just glad for any inkling of understanding!)

    I’m glad you found what you love, and in a way, I feel like I’m going to find it too. :)

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