Commitment after Brain Injury….

Wishy, washy…. people like that drive me crazy, especially when I’m the one doing the wishy, washy dance….

Wasn’t always like that… at the beginning… the last brain injury was at 17… by the time I was 20, I had given birth to my first child… my first commitment… by the time 23 rolled around, my 2nd child was born and another commitment… neither of which worked out well… as I’m learning in my old age… now you get why I escaped to Hawaii… couldn’t be in a better spot right this moment in time…

So what does all this have to do with commitment???

The blog and writing the book…

I worked my whole life, from 12 years of age up till, the doctors told me, to much was going on for me to function in the jobs I liked doing… and life, oh my goodness, life became ever more difficult with each brain injury, so many the neurologist calls my case anything but regular… go figure on that…

So this committing to writing, my heart is just not in it… and if I can’t commit what is the point of doing it???

Here on Hawaii, shockingly the people committed to staying home, though I know we will see a spike, because of Kona’s out break… we still have a low death rate…

commitment is like believing in man’s god… one sane, the other not so much…

Not sure the direction I will go, I just know I have to delete this site and I’m done… adorable spite will disappear, though those pictures of her, are already in places she never visited…🙉🙈🙊

I remember… Margie… Sgt. USAF DAV

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