Well, it’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? After I spent years doing daily uploads, I pretty much fell off the face of the planet to many of you. That was never my intention, of course, but despite failing to give you guys a definitive reason on what’s happened to me even though many have asked over the past year and a half. I believe that you all deserve an explanation if you’re still willing to tolerate me. 

	It all began back at the start of 2023, when I was still updating some stories and hadn’t even began writing “Running After You”. I had many plans on what I’d be writing, but at this time I was asked by my parents to help out my mom and become a caretaker for my grandparents. Of course I accepted since I love them and I would be paid well. 

	This would be a doubled-edge sword though as time past. My grandfather is very old, so I already knew about his declining health ahead of time. So I wasn’t surprised about him suffering from the loss of sensation and strength in his muscles due to his spinal stenosis which were impacting his nerves. 

	However, this would eventually cause him to be unable to walk, and eventually would require aid just to be able to move in his bed. At the time, his doctors believed it best for him to attempt physical therapy as a means to maintain what little strength he had left. And I was the one who was the only one who could take him to and from there, eating a lot of my time. 

	Eventually, he got worse and we couldn’t even transport him anymore, relying on nurses to come to his home. And even that didn’t help at all, leaving us with little options other than to ask about surgery. At this point, many months had past and we were in 2024 by this time. 

	Sadly, his surgeon had looked at his x-rays and after consideration told us that surgery was unlikely to help him get any better. By this point I was devastated for my grandfather, who had gotten to a point where he was stuck in bed all day. For what may matter more to you reading this, also meant I would continue to have to work every single day to care for him. So that I may never be able to publish anything again. 

	By April this year, I had pretty much given up, resigned to my fate and considered announcing my retirement from writing. Knowing that even after my grandfather would pass away, that much of my passion for writing had vanished. 

	But to our surprise in late May, his surgeon would contact us again and give us on appointment to talk again. He told us that after our previous meeting, that he had prayed and thought about us a lot, ultimately deciding to attempt the surgery even with the low odds of success. While I think some may not want a surgeon who tells patients the results will be up to God, I am a believer myself and am grateful either way that he kept us in mind after all that time.

	Leading up to the surgery, I was honestly scared that I could be living the last few days of my grandfather’s life. After all, he is 90+ years old, hence the hesitation on even getting this surgery by both his doctors and him. I kept those feelings to myself from my family though, and this blog post is one of the very few times in my life I’ve ever been honest about such feelings.

	Fortunately the surgery was a success. While there was the obvious necessary care afterwards that was a challenge. I honestly couldn’t believe at the recovery my grandfather had after. It’s difficult to describe, but before he had gone under the knife, he had gotten to the point where he couldn’t even move when I had to do the painful work of transporting him from bed to chair. Not to mention anytime we needed to drive somewhere for those appointments. 

	Yet now, it’s as if he has a new pair of legs. I don’t have to do the things that hurt my back anymore. He moves so much better and even can stand nearly on his own now. If you told me six months ago that this was how things would be. I would never believe you. 

	I’m hopeful once again. Things in my life certainly aren’t perfect, but they never were nor is that an excuse to stop writing and I know no one’s life is perfect. Now I can focus a little more on the writing that I’ve longed to do for so long. Though I’m still unsure of when I’ll be able to get back into the groove of things. 

	I have so much more to say, but I don’t want to yap to anyone who’s even still reading to this point. I mainly just wanted to let you all know what I’ve been doing the past year and a half and explain why I practically disappeared while giving vague answers to anyone who’s asked. 

	Thank you so much for reading this long winded story of mine. I also plan on creating some social media page on Twitter or something since I have too many different accounts on separate websites. At least as a means to update people if they want/need it.