You are too kind, thank you!

I’m trying not to beat myself up for as much writing as I missed in the hospital — I made this post, but didn’t get either of my sonnets for the two days done.

(Thankfully, I’m home and playing catch up now.)

My desire for wanting to be recognized and respected comes out of my knowing that I’m not going to have a regular life — no love story, no family, no children to carry on my name. So I’ve got to keep the world from forgetting me, once way or another.

I’m originally from Whittier, near LA. But I spent a couple of years in Phelan Hills, near Victorville, with my Mom. It’s a nice area!! Nice to hear from other people around the area.

Take care!