You have to start somewhere...

This is my first attempt at "blogging" although I've been on the net for many years sharing my opinions, thoughts, prayers, and complaints.

My mother was a writer. She wrote and destroyed more stories, books, letters, etc. then I'll ever begin. She wrote the most heart-felt, beautiful letters and she was an avid journal writer . Her written words reached out to you and made you want to sit beside her and listen. She rarely spoke of herself and her life but she wrote about it so well. If she were alive today, I know she would be writing a blog and everyone would be reading it. I miss seeing her handwriting and experiencing her via pen and paper. I miss her every day.

Onward...