Go read the blog! That is where all the action is!
Words are my own while I battle life as a single mother.
I blog authentically about everything in life. Cancer. Death. Tears of sadness and joy. I write everything with realism, so be prepared.
So how did I get here? That’s a long and winding path with half a century of starts, stops, false starts, fits, splits, forks, derailments, changes and just about everything else Life can throw at you.
I guess as I blew by my 50th Birthday, I began searching for something.
Me. My purpose. Direction. Comfort.
Who am I? I’m the Fox. Capricorn. My birthday is New Year’s Eve. Single. Mom. Son. Chocolate Lab. Husky mix rescue.
Ex-Girlfriend. Girlfriend. Fukit. Photographer. Painter (of many things). Bellydancer. Renter. Orphan. Corporate geek. I can’t quit my day job because I love it. Not enough money. Dog Rescuer. Friend. Chef and dishwasher. Master of my Domain. Writer. Spiritual and believer in God. Follower of Christ, daughter of Mary.
And I had Triple Negative Breast Cancer, and then it got worse!
What Am I Interested in? Remaining in His light (which is more like watching a cat chase a laser beam for me…) Living well and redefining what “well” means. Nutrition and fresh thoughts. Good photography. Painting things made of solid wood. Finding and keeping love. Reducing stress.
Reading my horoscope. String Theory and Multi-Universes. Scientific research. Quantum Mechanics. The Real God. Real life. Second income to fund a home and university education for Matt. Staying in tip-top shape. *Update: I meant my soul, not my body! Watching my son navigate life. Pinterest. Facebook. Harvard Business Review (yes, I have a subscription), the odd online Yale course on Christianity or Quantum Physics. Connecting with people. My dogs Carly and Annie. Yoga. Honouring my dogs by trying to do my best for them. Bellydancing and club dancing. Saturday nights out. Sunday snuggles. Writing. Dry-if-you-blink-you-Missit-Humour. Riding the edge. My anchors: My extended family and friends. Figuring out how to do all that while I have dirty laundry. I just want to write my story.
Where am I? Crossroads.
I wasn’t really sure what I wanted my blog to be about. Love? Dogs? Dog nutrition? Cooking? Human sustenance? Photography? Painting and selling furniture pieces? Painting and selling wooden signs? My little part of the world? Single and dating life? How to on “How to”? Surviving abuse? Spirituality and my winding path? My journey with cancer? Writing? Surely others have done all of those topics and done them well. What do I have to add, but my unique journey blended with my unique 7,000 foot view (why seven? Because is it perfection.)
Why, and how will I attract readers? I’m not sure but I am going with the “build it and they will come” theory. And occasionally write about sex. I wasn’t even sure what to name it. Fresh? Fresh food. Fresh photography. Fresh furniture. Fresh date. Fresh view. Fresh morphed into Diaries.
The Fox is a story for another day Read all about The Fox … I will write about everything including the kitchen sink and the leaky faucet which woke me. And a bit of fantasy.
Welcome to my Slice of Life.
[This part needs an update.]
The Fox May 2, 2020
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