A feisty gal like me can only allow a fleeting exposure 'less I forget how to move around comfortably in my own life. I have to remember to come back, you know.. to tend to all these moving parts so to speak. Still, you might catch me from time to time looking as though I’m not listening.
I might seem to be far away.
That’s because I am. I’m farther away than you can imagine. I sometimes get all wrapped up in the motion of being in motion that I forget to take care of ME. The brains of this operation. So many times so many of us get to forgetting about the "me" in all of us. We're Moms and Dads and coworkers and coaches and friends and blah blah blah ( don't get your britches in bunch, I'm not saying those people are blah, it's just a figure of speech, yeesh) We need to take the drivers seat, or backseat, however you chose to see the sights and just BE.
Gawd, I sound like a hippie. Eh, so be it.
So, I've been here and there. I've not been a good blogger. I've been a damn fine note taker though. (Maybe I'll blog about them later, maybe not)
I apologize that I cannot bring you with me, wait..am I really? Not too terribly much 'cause really, you might mess with my flow, my train of thought, my confusion/brilliance. But don’t worry. I won’t be gone long.
Friends, I hope you 're well.
Loves
