I have always loved to write. I love the way print looks on paper and I love reading too. I lost my dad at 18 months old and I feel it is important to share and even document your feelings. Having lost my dad at a young age and longing to know more about him I especially enjoy writing about my children, and my husband. I used to write almost every night pouring out the love and happieness in my heart on paper to my husband and my children. But one day I stopped. I needed to appreciate the now and not rush to document each moment, trusting my heart to preserve each precious moment. I write too much..afterall, who would read my lenghty musings? I discovered social media, social-smocial! My kids are growing fast, they were just born the other day and are now 10 and 8. Holy time to preserve their childhood and my Mom-Jo.
Zackary 10, my boy, makes my heart smile. He is handsome, loving, sweet, kind, smart, athletic, manly in his youthfully innocent way. He may break some hearts, but not on purpose, he's too kind hearted, hurting someone's feelings, hurts his just the same.
Sara 8, makes my heart sing. She is beautiful, sweet, witty, smart, funny, kind, and a little bit sassy like a diva before her time. She is delightful and has no interest in boys. And we are happy with her like that for now. She oozes happiness!
Hubs 40, makes my heart skip beats. He is loving, passionate, handsome, masculine, smart, honest, respectful, witty and charming. He is my opposite personality and so good for me. Going on 15 delightful years. My dream come true. I would be lost (literally) without him.
