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Whoa ... it has been a really long time since I written. I know, I know don’t shoot me I have a lot of good things to catch you up on.

 

The best news that I cannot wait to tell you all is that I am a published author! Yay!!!  My first book is a story told in poetic form with a short story in the middle. If you all could please check it out it is available on amazon.com Confessions of the Other Woman by Cookie Battles. It is only $10 and I think it might be $9 now online. The book is my pride and joy. I am very proud of it and if you all read it I believe you all would be as all.

 

Another good piece of news is that after a year of fussing I am finally divorced. I know it was “so quick” that is only how it felt to people that wasn’t in the marriage. It is better for everyone involved this way. I still love him I always will but do I love him the same way? No. It was a bad break-up I wish we could have remained friends but the way that he treated me made that impossible. So I am back on the market, single and waiting. I have joined a couple of dating sites and I have already gotten my feelings hurt a few times. More blogs to come about that topic.

 

The last piece of good news to share is that I moved. New life, new place, new mind set. I moved into a new apartment away from where I used to live. It is much better than where I used to stay. It is made to help me with my disabilities.  I want to take time to thank God for blessing me with everything he has blessed me with. Without him I am nothing. I am so excited that the blog has started back up! Thank you all for reading.

While the computer was down

9/1/11

Isn’t funny how I want to write every day but because my mind is so jumbled with stuff you can’t even get a whole sentence out. Then as soon as your computer is out repairs for weeks and  you are reduced to pen and pad that’s when you get the writing bug.

                My life has been good lately but with the good must come the bad. I breathing and alive but my health could be better (who’s couldn’t though.) I have a fiancée but we are still trying to figure each other out. Something we have waited all our lives for. It’s just that we are making sure that this is real because I am not trying to get married to get divorced. Don’t get me wrong I love him with my everything but he does have his ways (as I am sure I have mine.) We are planning a wedding and we don’t even have a “beer budget.”  Then my darling son is having a barrel of problems and no none of these problems have anything to do with my relationship.  Awwww… did I take away the easy answer? (Sorry didn’t mean to be mean Just a little on edge.) He is just not in a good place right now. Did I mention that I have had this big writer’s block for like ever. Even my hair is all over my head cause I don’t have the strength to do it myself. I feel so helpless. I am at my heaviest weight I have been at since ever! It’s hard to move because my body is breaking down.

                I feel like I am an old ass woman and I am only 28 years old. I can’t walk a block without needed to stop and sit down. It’s not because of my size. Although a lot of the time I do have to catch my breathe but I believe that is because of the asthma. I can’t walk because It hurts like hell my back starts twisting into this huge ball. The only thing that will stop it is my sitting down and relaxing. I have to cook in the kitchen with a chair. It’s just really mixed up right now.

                Ok this is what I wrote while my computer was out please leave your comments.

Yours with love,

A Black Woman Living In Pain

Release

I have been told that I breathe too much of my life into these pages. I tell too much. However I bleed through these sentences and the messages are my heartbeat. I would die if I didn’t share myself with you from lack of release. My son is suffering in a hospital because he has a problem releasing what he is feeling. I know he got it honest because I talk about some things that are bothering me but I don’t really release until the words hit this page. The words that I write here heal me as much as I hope they help you. So when you read something here and say to yourself I can’t believe she shared that don’t only think about how that may help someone in that situation but that it’s also therapy for me.

I am suffering from a flare-up right now. If you have not ever experienced a fibro flare up let me open up a window to my pain. My whole body hurts from the top off my head to the bottom of my feet. My skin hurts when air hits it. My normal pain is multiplied by the least three during a flare-up. Meaning if it usually takes me 10 minutes to get up and out of the bed it now takes me a half a n hour.  Add the flare-up to the thing my body is going through because of the changes in the weather. It’s the beginning of spring in Chicago, which means that it can go from jacket to winter coat in one afternoon. My back and knees get to hurting and I can’t even stand for longer than five minutes.  Even when I sit I can’t stay in one position.

I am working on becoming a better organized person. I won’t say that I’m disorganized but I wouldn’t say that I am organized either but I am in the middle working towards it. One of the things that I do to work towards it is I make schedules. I keep a very detail planner with all of my appointments. I also make a schedule dictating what I do on days I am home. One of the things that I have put on the most recent revision of the weekly schedule is mandatory one hour of writing. I am hoping that this will not only let me make more frequent posts to this blog but also allow me to work on my novel. (Once I get it off my old computer.)

I have a lot of work to do in my life, my home, and my heart. I am working on it I swear I am and I am going to continue to work on it at my own pace. Hopefully I know that with help I can make it happen. If you all continue to read and support me and my releases then we will make it through.