I started getting a white streak in my hair when I was ten years old....now, I am completely white-headed. I used to think it was simply that, my turning white-headed. Now, I think it was symbolic of my gradual training as a guilt-ridden slacker...first just a small streak, now, I am one big blob of guilt. One prime example? My guilt over having neglected my Threads. Another example? My guilt over causing any undeserved worry to those completely awesome, beautiful readers, particularly Barbara and Gale.
Saying I do not deserve you guys is putting it mildly. I promise to do my best to earn the honor of calling you my BFF's.
I would like to say that life has gotten in the way of my writing but that is pretty simplistic. Of course, it is not a lie, it just would not be "..the truth, the whole truth, so help me, God." In part, I think it was depression which I did not think anyone deserved to share, in part, laziness, because I put my soul and my energy into my writing (wow, that is a scary thought, isn't it?). So, my original thought was to just put off writing for one day. That, obviously, turned into months.
So, again, I apologize for causing worry, or concern. I only want to cause smiling!
So, for this new beginning, I will just let you know that Brandy and I are on our way to vend at Road to California. We are staying with friends in Phoenix. I can hear them in the other room and I can smell breakfast. So, I am going to wake up my sleepy-headed daughter and try to prevent any guilt over making breakfast get cold. I hate feeling guilty. Anyone think it would help if I dyed this head of white hair???