I Was … Delayed

Today is the second anniversary since Saumya’s traumatic brain injury (TBI). Two years ago she received an accidental bump to the head causing damage to the left side of her noggin. You may have noticed a lapse in regularity and frequency of my writing. I’m sorry, it’s not you; it’s me.

It has been a challenging two years. Not only has it had its share of health issues for us to deal with: constant migraines, nausea, seizures (thank God they’re over), various sensitivities, countless hospital visits, on and on; but it has changed the course of our lives. During that week two years ago in 2013 Saum was filling out her paperwork to Harvard Divinity School for a PhD program. We were to move to Boston this summer. Those plans are now scuttled. In the last two years we have: been out see to one movie, had two outings with our group of friends, been on one trip involving an airplane that didn’t go well and she’s been to restaurants maybe twice. My only regret: we were getting to know some new family in the Twin Cities which I haven’t seen much of since. But this has been more of a challenge for her as I have not had many of these restrictions.

We both need a vacation and we’re struggling to find a single-hop plane trip to someplace with swimmable ocean water that’s not too hot, not too cold, not too crowded but just right. Portland keeps coming up and neither of us has ever been to Oregon.

This fall will be our 20th wedding anniversary. We had one hell of a wedding party – complete with noise complaints from the two surrounding hotels. Taking stock over these last 20 years, it’s interesting to see who has remained in our group of friends and who hasn’t. In the past two years alone, we have lost most of our friends due to a nasty divorce to the point where our circle is now very small. Life carries on. New ones will hopefully take their place.

In these past two years I have started many posts, abandoned all but two or three. Many I have tried to share what’s been going on, only to feel I was delving too far into private issues I won’t betray. Started, abandoned, started, abandoned, that cycle happened many times.

I will try to fill in some blanks about my life with other posts. I’ve been taking care of things needing attention, holding down the fort, trying to keep things going and serving the spirits through my work with her and others. This is a re-christening; a renewal to re-start writing. Ashe.