When Trishy was around Lily’s age, the dog knocked her off a footstool and she got a nasty bump on her head. Then she started vomiting … so I called the rescue squad. They did diagnose her with a concussion, but they didn’t find anything alarming on the scan, because they sent us home that night. It’s all kind of a blur — but I remember being there until the wee hours of the morning, with all the kids, and Trishy drunk on a sedative they gave her for the scan. Oy!

(((Hugs))) Glad all is well now! I hope to see you Tuesday.

It’s a tough call, and as you probably know I have struggled with this too. I guess because my blog is now more of a hobby than a journal, it makes it easier. I quickly got bored of just talking about food, how much I’ve lost, what I’m eating, blah blah blah. But I still like to read other people who write about it. weird huh? I’ve try NOT to vent and just focus on the good stuff. It’s my escape time to use my brain a bit. It’s also where I keep my “notes”– a central location for stuff that’s important to me. If anyone else is interested too, GREAT! Here you go…

I remember in college I took a class called Magazine Article Writing. I loved it. My prof said he liked my “voice” and I should just polish up and go for it. So maybe this is just me pretending to be the magazine writer who didn’t feel like doing the work to polish up! HA!

I think you just need to figure out what your “voice” is and go from there. And who cares if you sprinkle that with some family stuff. This is all You and you have so many different sides to who You are, why not share that? Whatever that might be. You might find after a while you will find your calling. And even if you don’t, does it really matter? If you aren’t trying to make a living from blogging, you don’t need to figure it all just yet.

HTH!
~Lisa

Good luck and keep us posted!