I eat up the headlines like candy. What will kill me now? My cell phone? Evidently not. At least not by giving me brain cancer. I guess a car accident is still pretty likely, though.
We are cowards: so anxious to avoid death, but also reluctant to embrace life. It is inevitable that we will fail and that we will die. But if we try, we may also succeed.
She is a whirlwind,
sometimes shrill and always moving.
Beautiful to watch,
impossible to grasp.
My charge is to love,
I hold in my arms this gift of God
and discover that the one to be trained
I have several reports that are due or past due, and instead of getting them done as I intended at 5 in the morning while the kids are asleep, I am of course blogging about it. I have so many ideas. Things I want to do or would like to see done, but it is much easier for me to have ideas than to sit down, roll up my sleeves and finish something. Unless it is something that I can eat.
Back to work.
I have always liked to write, but it seems quite a long time since I have
had made the time to write. Who am I kidding? As a mom of 4 with a career, I still don’t have time to write. But I am determined nonetheless.
This blog is named in honor of some very good friends, friends who feed parts of my soul that I neglect. There will be some poetry and prose, math and mommytalk, food and fashion, but no grits. I promise.