My Father's Daughter


I don’t have a profound reason to blog. I don’t have a unified theme, a product to sell, a vision to promote. I just have words. Words plague me. They swim and swirl incessantly in my head. I wake up with the first lines of stories or essays, and I narrate my life throughout the day. I tentatively begin to blog (again) so that the words can have an outlet. I’m pretty sure no one has been driven crazy by their own relentless mental word-smithing, but I’m not willing to take that chance. So I burden the world with yet another blog lost in the noise of everyone talking and no one listening.

This blog captures my experiences on the things that dominate my life: my kids and family, issues of faith and church, and depression (yep, I’m one of THOSE).