I joined a writing group. I cleared a small space in my Magical Writing Haven where I can write. I found a space to use my laptop and write in the living room. And last night I started writing. All of this is a big deal…especially the writing. I’m writings a short piece, nothing big or important, but I am writing! It’s a story that was inspired by the writing group. In their town, someone started leaving statues of snails and they all have backstories. They asked people to write some of the stories based on the different stories based on the snails. My writing group is going to write some of the stories and I started 1 last night. It’s going pretty well. I’m only about half way through the story but I’m optimistic about it. I’m feeling optimistic for the first time since I came home from the rehab facility. As I’ve said, I’ve been worried about my ability to write since I had what I believe was a stroke in November. Just being able to string together a paragraph full of sentences makes it less scary. Now, if I could only improve my handwriting then, I’d know I was actually healing. But I’ll take all the small things that have happened and be thankful. And be optimistic.