The trouble with life is that it just keeps happening.
It never slows down when you want to savour the moment or speed up when you need a moment to be over.
All of a sudden I look and I haven't written anything in a month. How did that happen?
Well there was work. And Cait was sick with croupe. And there was work. And Jill's ballet started. And I got a cold. And there was work. And Rob had that business trip thing. And there are only a few hours each night to be together before collapsing in bed.
That is all fine, but this was supposed to be my thing. My thing that made sure I took time out to just reflect and be still.
I do solemnly swear to try to make time for me.
Let's see how that goes!!