I must have something to say, right?

This is the first post on a new blog, so I must have something to say, right?

Probably so, only I seem to be thought constipated right now. A lot of events in the last week have me thinking about the last couple of years and the burning desire to document them in a definitive way. My marriage. My husband, My grown children. My job(s). Health. Diet. Exercise. Insecurity. Money. The past, present, future. Ideas. The random observations that amuse and bemuse me that I feel the need to memorialize.

Stories. Yours. Mine. The stories add so much color and texture to our days.

Essentially: EVERYTHING. Life is interesting to me. Life and living is an ongoing adventure and full of lessons in infinity.

So let’s get started.

Tomorrow.

About me?

What can I tell you about me?

What would you like to know?

I have no particular theme in mind, or anything profound to share with you. But I spend a fair amount of time living inside my head, lost in my own thoughts and ideas and observations of what happens in the day-to-day business of living.

I love the stories. I love mine, I am optimistic that I will generally love yours. I love the authenticity and rawness of living and the reporting we share with one another. The good and the bad. The positive and the negative. The black and the white. And all the meh and neutral and gray in between.

As my tagline says, I want to remember this.