I did not come from a military family. When Brian became my son, I had much to learn. I must say, I am usually a pretty willing student. And that is definitely so in this case.
I have been more patriotic than most since I was a very young woman. I attended a teacher's convention at which attorney David Gibbs gave an address which caused me to recognize the sacrifices made by our men and women in uniform and the cost of my freedom. I think I was twenty-two.
Okay, I left off writing while in the air traveling across the country to get to two of my favorite people in the whole world. I left behind two more of my favorites, my youngest two. I can't wait until I get at least these four all in the same place. Soon.
I am in a window seat just a few rows past the left wing. It's a full flight. Soon after we took off I closed the shade. We were in the midst of heavy cloud cover for quite some time, and having the shade up made
So here I sit again, thirty-five-thousand feet above the ground. I have flown more in the past two and a half years then I did during all of the years that came before. Who woulda' thunk it?
I am flying out to California to visit Sarah and Brian, probably for the last time before they move back east. I am excited beyond words. Sarah came to visit me just a couple of weeks ago, but I haven't seen Brian since I went out there during spring break, and that seems like four
Everything I wrote this morning seemed 'off'. Too dark. Too personal. Not right.
I must have started five blog posts but didn't finish any of them. I just didn't have it going on. I was getting concerned, because the morning was fleeting. The very early morning hours, in which I do most of my writing, had long ago passed. Now I could see noon approaching. And in the afternoon, I'm not much good. Slow of thought, and most all brain activity, I'm afraid. :) By the