Day One

I think that I will be undertaking a new adventure - a daily blogging of the next one year. I keep saying that I should write a book, that I am going to, blah blah blah. I'm tired of hearing myself say it, and at the same time, that doesn't seem to be the motivation I need to get the thing written. I'm wondering if maybe another tactic will be more successful.

We'll start with where we are today.

W and I are planning our wedding.

We are looking for a new place to live.

We are taking care of his mom, who has Alzheimers.

We live a life where all of these things are going on (among others - more on those later), and we still spontaneously dance with each other in the living room.

Things are gonna be alright.

I don't know how, and I know that they will.