end of an era
Sister Tracey and I made a trip down to Tucson, Arizona to pick up what was left in the house Mom and Dad lived in for many years. The...
I like to think of my blogging as a dear diary type of thing. I've been doing this same thing on Facebook for years and now I am moving my urge to document stuff to this blog instead. My personal history is hard enough to remember throughout the years so I have found doing this helps me remember what the heck I've been doing. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining, perhaps you'll even be super grateful you aren't me. Feel free to comment but be as positive as you can. It's hard to be me.