Other than a few posts, I haven’t written much here in the past couple of years. I allowed my voice to be silenced by a couple of disapproving naysayers and a Negative Nellie or two. (Sorry for the cliche, Nellie.)
Some Days I Miss My Dad
Some days I just really miss my dad. What I think I miss most of all is the chance I didn’t get to say good-bye. I still just want to say good-bye, to tell him I’ll miss him, to let
Shift Happening!
Wow! Did anyone else feel that big energy thingy that happened in mid-January? Did your relationships have a crisis? Did your body have a crisis of its own? Did you get really sick or maybe injured? Break a bone or
Just Another Day at Disneyland
I did get to see Goofy today (see post before this one) with a little kid who looked as happy as, well, as a kid who was with Goofy at Disneyland would look. Goofy always looks kinda goofy, doesn’t he?