On August 3 of this year I went to my primary care physician because I was waking up with terrible headaches. I left with appointments for different tests on my calendar and a tentative diagnosis of Giant Cell Frontal Arteritis. With confirmation three days later I began taking 60mm of prednisone (thankfully now being reduced to 20mg) and acquired a rheumatologist. The good news is that it was caught and treated quickly: I DID NOT GO BLIND!
Yes, I have been catapulted into the next major New Beginning in my life, akin to a paradigm shift, on a par with marriage and becoming a mother. The one big difference, however, is that I DJD NOT CHOOSE THIS ONE. It was given to me with no option to turn back or to say, 'No thank you, I'll pick another path, another new beginning."
This seems to call for a new blog section, 'New Beginnings.' And so I begin, not knowing where it will wander. I do know that the cottage by the sea will still be the beacon that leads me forward. Silence, solitude, and simplicity and sometimes longing to be alone is part of all beginnings--new and old.