Sure I've only posted a couple of times this year but don't the previous years count? I only remembered about this anniversary because of a post that came up in my memories on Facebook. Yes 11 years ago when I was a naive 55 year old I started this blog. It was a brave and adventurous thing to do for me back then.
It was so much fun, making friends and having my techy hubby in the office next to mine. My security blanket in the brave new world of blogging. So much has changed. I have changed. I could say that the world has made me jaded. but that that would be untrue. I still am curious, full of wonder and happy most days. On others I am brokenhearted. lonely and full of memories. Honestly, the memories are 99 percent good and happy. There is that one percent where I dare not go. Maybe will never be able to face.
For now my days are filled with giggles and fun. Not unlike my days with my dearest. We laughed all the time, and my girls make me laugh hard each and every day. They are learning by leaps and bounds. Their vocabularies grow by the hour.
I had to abandon my daily walk because of our constant snow cover, and the strength it takes to push almost 60 pounds of stroller with the girls on board is more than this old girl could handle. I feel my creaky bones yell OILCAN! If it were only that easy!
I make dates with myself to have some time to think and remember. Now that spring is at our doorstep and I have had my first shot of the vaccine the world will start to open up again. I miss my extended family and my friends. I miss thrifting. Silly, because I don't want for anything. It's just some thing I really enjoy doing. There is so much I want to share with the girls. They will be two in a week! Missing my time to write but loving my job as Ma, watching Mo and Dan Dan and dancing to our songs. Life is good. I am good, life goes on.
Thanks for stopping by, keep safe and find happiness
whenever you are able. Thank you for your kindness.
Enjoy this beautiful day.