Starting

Well. Here I am, taking a step.  I don't know why it's so hard for me to start stuff. But it is.  Maybe along this journey I will figure out the mystery of why.

I managed to delay this post until quite late tonight.  I spent this morning musing about all the brilliant things I would write in my first post. Huh. Sometimes those ideas leave me as quickly as they come. 



I thought I would write a bit about my Dad.  He's a hoot. And he's losing his mind. So maybe this will be a bit of a recording of his musings and wisdom. I call him every day; and most of the time am successful at reaching him.

There might be thoughts about being happy, and death, and quite a bit about food. Perhaps some silliness. And maybe a lot about humanity and love. Deep huh? There's bound to be a fair amount about weird insecurities, habits, thoughts. Yay me.

I like to write. I am hoping this blog will encourage me to write every day.  I am not terribly sure where this project will go, or even what it will be about. 

But for now, it's a step in the right direction.

P.S. this post reminds me of the letters my mom used to send to my brother, Mark, "from me" when he was at camp. I'll see if I can find one and show you what mean..