Didn't time seem so sweet yesterday

Well, it's been a few months since my last post. I am among the living! Guess I needed a break. To those of you who've been checking in and wondering why there haven't been any posts, all I can say is that things are always changing even when it doesn't seem like it. I've had other things occupying my attention and the blog took a back seat.

No way I'm going to attempt to recap everything that's gone on since my last post; that would be an undertaking I'm not equipped to tackle presently.

Anyway

Mona is here for the weekend. She's down from Canada taking Ayurveda classes with Veronica. This is her third or fourth time staying with us. She's a good presence to have in the house. The kittens love her and she's V's best friend besides yours truly. And I'm fond of her, too.

Ever since my cardiac event over the summer that left me with three stents in my heart, my life has been a bit different. I'm a little over a month out from my last procedure, which was to have two more stents put in and, while I've been feeling more and more like my old self, I'm still recovering in more ways than just physical.

I've been feeling out of touch with friends and family. It's been tricky finding the time or the inclination to tend the social garden. A good part of that has to do with the heart attack and how it narrowed my life down to pretty much just me and Veronica. When all of this happened at the retreat in Rockport at the end of June, I certainly wasn't expecting how much it would change my life. Still, I say that and it also can be said that I'm still myself in a fundamental way. But what do I know?

Time to go to bed. V and Mona hit the hay early. They have long classes and are out the door early in the morning. I might read from Jacques Vallee's Invisible College or the book on Jimmy Saville. We'll see.

Aloha.