Writing is such a funny thing. Some people are compelled to do it. Others find it incredibly difficult, but do it anyway. There are times when I ache to do it. I can feel myself needing to write, needing to think inside the pages. And then days will go by and I don’t even give it a second thought. I don’t ever want to feel guilty for not writing. I want to enjoy it, look forward to it, relax in it. I believe that is how this blog will go on. I just have to enjoy it for what it is. Some days my fingers burn at the keyboard-I can barely keep up with my thoughts. And then other days I am at a loss. All is ok, all is fine, all is part of who I am and what makes me, me… a mish mosh, a happily confused mess, hodgepodge, a jumble.