In the beginning...

I love to write...it's my therapy...my safe place. I write letters to my husband when I'm angry so I can filter myself. I write letters to my children each year on their birthday...they are in journals that I will give them one day...or maybe they will find them when I'm gone. I write stories...some have been published...most have not. And now, evidently I will write a blog...you may never see this...in some ways I hope you wont. This blog isn't really for you...it's for me. Just like my coffee...it's for me!