I had a wonderful Thanksgiving Day and spent it with my friend Myra across the hall.  Other friends were there, John, Rhonda, Cindy, Randy, and one or two others.  Myra says Rhonda talks about me all the time… I don’t know why, I’m definitely nothing she ever signed up for… strikes me as the Baptist type…  but of course I’m always willing to talk to someone if they can accept me for myself, and do not require anyone to change for me.

Had a couple of messages wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving, and I hope you all had one as well.

I know that this season is hard on many people diagnosed with mental illness.  The darkness outside, the coldness, the joy around us when we feel cut off from it, are all hard to deal with.  I will do my best.

I still need to find a subject for my next article… the deadline is tomorrow, although she will likely extend it.

Hugs,
Me