Three years ago today, I published my very first blog post, I Don’t Understand The Question. In preparation for this post, I looked back at my previous “blogaversary” posts (2016 and 2017) to refresh my memory on what I wrote. At the end of my first year, I was full of plans for the blog. Last year, I was glad to still be blogging and joked that now my blog was 2 years old that I hoped it wouldn’t be a troublesome toddler. I was even quite bold in assuming the year ahead would be easier with so many personal challenges behind me. Man, oh man, was I wrong about that.

I had originally thought that this post would explain my recent unexpected absence from blogging but I’m thinking now that I will roll that story out more slowly. During my absence, I did quite a lot of reflection and mulling on the format of my blog and my original intentions behind doing it. I don’t have all of the answers yet but I have switched up on the aesthetics with a new theme.

Circa 1990

That oh so serious young woman above had no idea what she would encounter in her future. I think that all in all, she has reached the milestones and met the achievements that she had hoped for (except perhaps for not yet winning a lottery jackpot). The typical basics … a good marriage, happy children, financial stability … are all in hand but not without their trials and tribulations. From time to time, I can recall thinking that I was doing pretty well at adulting and then it seems that life would throw a curveball just to prove how much more there is to learn.

First outing to practice with knee scooter

The most recent curveball to come my way has been my temporary “disability” that occurred after my little trip and fall six weeks ago. A fracture of the 5th metatarsal in my right foot and the dislocation of my right shoulder has set me on my butt, both literally and figuratively. My foot is in a non-weight bearing cast so no walking and with the injury to my shoulder, I couldn’t use crutches. We live in a two-story townhouse with all of the bedrooms on the second level and only a 1/2 bathroom on the lower level. It was quite a struggle at first getting up the stairs propelling myself on my rear step by step with the use of only my left arm and leg but I’ve mastered it, more or less. Once at the top, I still needed an assist from my husband to maneuver into a transport chair.

Rehab on my shoulder is going very well and I have regained nearly all range of motion with only slight occasional discomfort. The cast on my foot is due to be removed on Tuesday but I don’t know yet what the next “step” for my foot will be. At this point, I have not been able to leave my house on my own for six weeks. I wouldn’t describe myself as “fiercely independent” but having lost so much of my mobility hasn’t been an easy adjustment for me. Or my husband, for that matter. At least there is a light at the end of this tunnel (fingers crossed, knock on wood).

Trying out a headband

Considering all that has happened in the last year, going forward I’m not making any prognostications about life or the blog other than I plan to continue in both. Once I’m back on two feet, I’ll be able to resume fashion/style posts and I’m considering resuming my Saturday linkup posts in September. Meanwhile, I’ll publish a few “let’s get caught up” posts in the next week or two. That’s all I’ve got so far for future plans.

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20 Comments

  1. Oh dear you have been ‘in the wars’ but coming good now 🙂 We intend to build a house shortly and have looked at no steps or stairs inside with wider doorways and so on to enable us to ‘age in place’. Hopefully it works out as we plan, so we will not have to go into care due to our physical needs changing and our home not catering to this.

    • Rena

      Sam, thanks for stopping by. My husband and I recognized the accessibility challenges with our place when we bought it but thought that we’d have moved before it was a problem. For our next place, we will definitely make sure it will accommodate changing physical needs.

  2. Nice post. Reminds me of that old saying, “(Wo)man plans, God laughs.” Or, “Know how to make God laugh? Tell her your plans.”

    • Rena

      Janet, that saying has definitely crossed my mind more than a few times in recently.

  3. We can adapt! That is my new battle cry. Here’s to adapting back to normal mobility!

  4. It’s so nice to hear you’re up and about again. It’s always a shocker when life decided your next events without you knowing….
    But knowing your history, I have faith that you will tackle life wonderfully as you have before. I love seeing this old photo of you too, Rena.
    XOXO
    Jodie
    http://www.jtouchofstyle.com

    • Rena

      Thank you, Jodie. It feels good to be back in the game.

  5. Jennifer

    Enjoyed catching up today!!
    Take care of yourseld

    • Thank you, Camilla. I appreciate the warm reception.

  6. Great to see that you here. I know rehab is hard and you will survive it, been there done that. Enjoy as much as you can and take all the time you need to do whatever. . . .

    • Neti, thank you for the wise advice. I’ve been doing my best to take it slow.

  7. Rena, I am so glad to see you are back at writing the occasional post. I do know that you love blogging for the sake of blogging and sharing your own journey. And as you said, life continues to throw curveballs at us…every damn time we think we have it all figured out! It’s always nice to know that I am not alone…as none of us are! And I am loving that headband on you! Looking forward to seeing what lies in the future for you and Fine Whatever.

    Shelbee
    http://www.shelbeeontheedge.com

    • Shelbee, I’m so fortunate to have you as a “sister in arms”. Thank you for your unfailing support and your encouragements.