…One Moment at a Time
I really did start a blog this morning, Folks. It was a good one, too. It still is, as far as I got. I just hope that I hope I can regrab the inspiration when I pull it out of “drafts”. Even now, as I try to write, there are conversations going on around me, try to distract me – with some success, I might add. So it is when there is company in the house. Before my daughter from Arizona was here, it was her sister living here between moves. What is it about my girls that they wake up talking? My son is more like me…he writes in the morning and when we are together in the morning I have to be careful about interrupting him.
There she goes again…I’d better end before I lose another thought.