"When the Bleeding Stops"
by me, Mary Stebbins Taitt
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I'm still bleeding.

I mean physically, from the surgery.

My belly is still all bruised and purple. The healing is up and and down.

Last night, I made dinner for the first time in months--for my husband and myself. Not something simple, but bouillabaisse. It came out great. This is cause for celebration, even though at the moment, I am not so well.

I request forgiveness from Jaga for making art/story somewhat similar to one of his pieces. This is NOT what my earlier, also similar work was like. I may post some of that later, another time.

This story is for yesterday, I did not have time to post, I am way behind, more apologies!!! (It is for yesterday because I am hoping to have another story for today. )

I was playing. I like to play. The abstract art piece at the center and the one around the border are mine.

This story is dedicated to Jaga. It's yesterday's, 7-9-13.