
creative frontier
The first few days after my surgery was tough in some ways, but in one way, I was sort of enjoying it. It was a forced rest. I couldn’t do very basic things that were staples in my line of work…typing, writing, painting, holding a camera. The things that felt safe, normal, and routine were temporarily not options. I rested in that for the first couple of weeks, a part of me accepting the permission to sit and binge-watch old seasons of Survivor all day. A part of me was thankful that I could ignore my inbox and excuse myself from posting on my blog and social media regularly. A couple of weeks out, I started feeling better and set the expectation for myself to jump back into the everyday tasks. Writing posts and e-mails with dictation was unexpectedly frustrating and I struggled to compose posts verbally instead of letting









