Life is. Funny. I think about all if the "stuff" I want to do, in one day, in one month, for the rest of my life, and when I have an actual day to think and plan and prepare, I feel that it has been wasted. Grant it with this face how can their ever be a wasted day
But seriously. I got a killer work out in, but I still feel that the day
has escaped me with no real gains on what I am going to do.
I am working 2 days a week, not keeping up with this blog, if anyone still reads this that would be a miracle because I have not been diligent at the writing. I love to write. Scratch that, I loved to write, I could sit for hours with pen and paper and have a flowing sonnet or simple ideas that would come together as an eloquent letter. For some reas
on the translation has been lost when it comes to typing, I can still put the ideas to words, but not in the form that they used to take through my pen.
I would love to write everyday, I need to write everyday, it soothes me it really does, that is if I can take the time to do it!
SO today is my day, I am stating that I am going to write, I am going to focus on what is to be and how I am going to raise this little girl to become a woman who is sure of herself!!!