Sometime in early December, I was hurrying to cut up some veggies for a recipe and I nicked my finger. By nick, I mean I thought it was just a little surface wound but soon realized I had gone in at an angle that was deeper than my original assessment. I had a couple bandages…
Yesterday I heard a couple of different songs on the radio about fear and it reminded me of one of the exercises we did at The Pen and The Page retreat I attended in October last year. I have mentioned before that we literally wrote during the various sessions and shared our writings if led….
When I wrote today’s date in my journal this morning, I kind of gasped. We are one week away from wrapping up the first month of 2022. Russ went to Austin this weekend to help John move. I had a couple of obligations that I had committed to so supported long distance. I have a…