I struggle with depression. I have for many years. I’m on two different medications in multiple strengths. My major issue is brain chemistry which I believe is genetic. My mother, I think, was also a sufferer. 

I’m able to cover it up so people don’t realize. I know when I’m driving to town when to stop crying so my eyes will not be red when I arrive at my destination. I got my tasks done to keep my home going and children where they needed to be.

I am sitting here eating an apple with pumpkin peanut butter dip and thinking about the lies we all tell or just believe. We all do whether we admit it or not. Don’t believe me? What do you say when someone says, “Hi, how are you?” Chances are you don’t say, “My back hurts, I have a cold and I just want to be home in bed.” No, you say, “Fine.” I do too.

The question itself is a lie. The words indicate that you truly care how the other person is. But we don’t. It’s just a social convention used as part of a greeting. I will at times not answer the question, instead just say hi. No one has ever stopped me to repeat it.

I've just returned from a trip to Santa Fe, New Mexico. It's a nice place. If you haven't been there I'd recommend it. Being in airports and watching people as they traverse the concourses reminded me of years ago when I was a professional quilter.

Every year in the fall there is a very large event held in Houston, TX called the International Quilt Festival. It's held in the George R. Brown Convention Center. The festival takes up the entire 1.2 million sq. ft.

   I’m just about to publish Healing Love as a self-published novel. I’ve taken great care to have it edited, I’ve proofread it and found items which needed fixed. I will proofread it again and have two writer friends proofreading also. I do this not only to produce a good work of fiction for readers to enjoy but also to make sure I don’t contribute to the poor reputation which self-publishing has.

I was planning on taking a workshop on the art and craft of novel writing. I’ve changed my mind. It’s also been confirmed to me that there is a double standard concerning authors who traditionally publish and those of us who self-publish.