Yesterday was a very tough day for me. In fact, the whole week has been tough. Without getting into too much detail, let me just say that I am feeling a lot better now. Yesterday, I went so far as to attempt to discontinue my blog. I simply felt that I had nothing left to say. I wrote a final post which dealt with loss, depression, disillusionment and confusion.

One of the hardest things I've ever done was to write about my life. While I've never been a particularly private person, I always took a small sense of pride in all that I've been through. Whether it's a life-threatening illness, a move to another town or any one of a myriad of issues, I always found a way to find the good in the bad - the happy in the sad.

That's why I was so surprised by my reaction to a very private issue. Unfortunately, it isn't something I wish to share. But needless to say, it taught me a great deal about myself. Some good and some bad. But in the end, it taught me a valuable lesson. It taught me that I'm not as different as I thought. It taught me that although I have been certain that I am pitied, and thus pitiful, I'm really not. Yes, I've had an enormous share of bad things happen to me over the years - just my health alone could take up volumes in a biography. Yes, I've made some very costly professional mistakes. And yes, I made a horrible decision regarding education. Yet, I'm still here and I'm still appreciated by those who care about me and, may I say, love me.

So I must have done SOME things right. A good friend of mine inadvertently convinced me of this. I must have known it in my conscience, but after all of these years, I lost the confidence in myself that I had when I was younger (and dumber).

So, I changed my mind about ending my blog. It is still a daily challenge for me to open up and it will take time for me to rebuild my confidence. But thanks to some wonderful friends, I know I can do it and not do it alone.

Now, how 'bout dem Mavs?