and I haven’t had anything to write.  I have been working and digging to get what you have seen, but I know that it is just short updates, and it is a stretch to even call them updates.  But tonight.  Tonight the blog muse hit me.  I am doing dishes, listing to D’s ipod.   And it there it was.  So much to talk about, so much to share.  What to pick, so my hands are still dish panny but I don’t want to loose it.   I am not the world’s best writer, but I would like to think that everyonce and a while I get something down that is worth reading.  I think the next few posts might be that.  I am listening to Breath, by Anna Nalic, it is a beautiful song, and one of the lyrics just opened something, I am going to role with it and see where it takes us.

This is the part that started it for me:

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
inside of me, threatening the life they belong to
And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

All of us have a sound track to our past.  Songs that mark a part of your life, an event, a love, a loss.  There are a couple of them that I would like to write about.