For some reason, this month I just don’t have much to say. At least not to the world. It’s a been a quiet month. A good month, but quiet. But I do miss this space…this blank box where I get to write down whatever I want to.
Sometimes I try too hard to be something that I’m not…and I don’t mean in a bad way, as if I am trying to be a hippy or one of Charlie’s Angels. But sometimes I do try too hard to have a different voice when I write. Which is probably why I have been so conflicted about whether or not to renew this page. I’ve been focused too much on what isn’t happening with it rather than what is. And no matter what, you are reading it and I have heard from enough of you through email to know that you care and have been touched. Thank you.
This week will most likely be inspiring some substantial posts…I have a very special “meeting” tonight, a coffee date with a friend of mine on Wednesday that I haven’t seen in a long time, and last but not least…
a reunion with my dad.
So basically, by this time next week I will have seen my father in person for the first time in…um, like 6 years? Geez, I can’t even remember. I was in my early 20’s, anyways. Do I even need to say that this is a really big deal?
So hang in there. Bear with me. One of these days the ink will flow with fervour once again and we can enjoy each others company. I’ve missed you.
But for now, please do know that I love you to pieces.