I have not blogged since last summer. Obviously. I did, however, update the new Live Writer at some point and as I opened it just now to write a blog post, I felt like I was in a foreign country. What?? It has changed so much I hardly knew what to do or where to start.
There have been those sweet ones of you who have left comments or emailed, and I have failed in my absence to connect. Please know that you have touched me.
And now, as I write, where to start . . . ? Nothing earth shattering has happened in the last six months. Just a lot of living. Up living, down living, changes, stretches, goodbyes. I prefer the slow living, the quiet, the normal.
Sam finally got his horse. Molly put all of her books on Kindle (see right) and is almost finished writing the second book of a fantasy trilogy. Jacob transferred to a different school which means he moved out just after Christmas (something that was and is an adjustment for me). I am still writing the book I have been working on for the last decade (which is probably the main reason I haven’t been blogging - I throw all of my extra energies there.) I started reading again. A lot. And I am in love, with my husband. I am so thankful for him.