The Hiatus

It's been just over a month since my lost post. I love writing and have often said on twitter than when I get frustrated, I write. And have. And do. And love it.

Just a few days after my last post on 8/21, the man who had been my Pastor for more than 28 years passed away and that knocked all of the wind out of me. He had a heart attack and there was no way you could get me to believe that he wasn't going to recover from that. People have heart attacks all the time and survive. Well, Bishop William Fleming Todd, Sr. did not survive.

I cried, a lot. My writing...wasn't on here.
Instead, I wrote for others, with others, and from a place I hadn't been in a very long time, grief. Real, genuine, authentic, and I'm going to use the term audacious, grief. My posts on other platforms were random and incoherent blather! That's why my grief was audacious, I let friends and family into a world of mine normally guarded, where words about thoughts are carefully chosen, precisely picked, and very intentional.

I've had thoughts on many topics, events, and the such, but could only manage 140 characters at a time unless I was writing about Bishop Todd....Pastor Todd, my beloved Pastor, a man I've known all my life and a man whom I will miss dearly!

I've said that going back to work will definitely be a distraction in more ways than one and the School District of Philadelphia has definitely not "disappointed" at all.

So that's been the hiatus, my longer than usual gap between ">140 Characters" posts.