If you would have told me I'd stop writing here my response would have been, "yeah, right! why would I ever do that!?"
Life sometimes takes us on a journey we never wanted to take. And the one I'm on* is still robbing me from the joy I used to find in writing about my passion: music. I still love it, listen to it constantly (Bowie's Starman is in my ear right this minute, 100.3). But - just can't seem to get anything on "paper".
Now I write about heroin addiction and how its affected my life, and continues to challenge me daily to stay strong, to realize I have no control over my son, and to just keeping hoping for the best and sending good thoughts out to the universe.