Hello @agmoore, how nice to see you.
I know what you mean: today my brother was born, at 8:13am, Friday 9 October 1964. Coming up the stairs, turning on the landing outside my mother's room, I heard him arriving. Shocked by the midwife smoking cigarettes in the kitchen as she filled in the paperwork afterwards. I was nine.
It sounds like out of the frying pan and into the fire for you.
I started handwriting earlier this year with Morning Pages. They didn't quite work for me at that time, although I can see they might have a place in the future. Maybe handwrite your few sentences and take it from there?
Wow, now that's a memory.
Maybe yes, a few sentences. Maybe I start tonight...