The author of this week's Short Sunday Reads which appears in my inbox early wrote about sleeping in and missing her flight on the first plane that crashed into the World Trade Center 21 years ago today. She told the story of the pilot who was also a farmer who helped Cambodian refugees. Then i opened the NY Times and found no mention of the event.
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I am writing this blog because, after reading something I'd written about my sad state of mind to my therapist, he remarked, "I think a lot of people could relate to that." The last few years I've practiced Buddhism, which constantly reminds me how, despite our individual uniqueness, we are alike, and we all suffer. The idea is if I can share my truths with complete honesty, perhaps they will resonate and help others feel less alone.
Yesterday was a particularly difficult day. Depression clouded my brain even while walking with my son and his girlfriend, through talks with a friend and my sister, until finally I was able to take some small actions towards building the life I'd like to have.
Here's what I signed up for...
1. I found a site where women can submit an application to be on a list of eligible singles for men paying for matchmaking services. I have a male friend who is a client of one of these services - he is good looking, intelligent and a successful businessman so I figured there must be more like him looking for love!
2. A friend and I came up with an idea to create a local writing group by starting with a facilitator (which is the way my New Orleans group got started).
3. This same friend mentioned another friend found a partner on eHarmony so I checked it out and found it ranks as one of the best online dating sites so I rejoined it and this time paid for 6 mos.
I still feel don’t feel completely sane but perhaps that will keep me writing!
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