I came wandering by and found this old friend. Funny thing about old friends, you can pick up where you left off and nothing has changed. Many miles and places lie between when I last wrote and this point in time...
This journal is to be a gift to myself; a place to write for me now. Sounds selfish, I know but I can't imagine anyone reading here anymore, not my family, not my sons, not my mother, not my friends. I never meant to disappear that way...sheesh it's been a long, long time.
I hope to record a little of the last two years and where I am today; more thoughts, more stories (anecdotes really). Something once again that helps me sort through it all...
