I knew Sunday exactly what this week's blog would be about, and exactly how I wanted to structure it... I just wanted to hold off until after the funeral Monday, to ensure that I would have a total understanding of what I was to write... It's now early Thursday morning, and I believe that I have prepared myself for this blog... Alright, enough rambling. Here goes:

As I lay awake in bed, I realize that I really don't want to write a blog this week... Maybe if it had been writen early in the week, but not now. Not after the loss of a mentor and friend. Yet I realize that I would be breaking my own goal of writing one blog a week only two weeks in. I also realize that I wouldn't be doing Deb any justice by simply tossing aside my thoughts and feelings about her. Afterall, she always encouraged me to do what I felt was right, and to never let anything stop you... It just wouldn't be right. So here I am, unsure of where this writing will lead...

This blog is the first in a series of blogs that I hope to start writing weekly. As a writer, I feel that I let my mind waste away at times, and I need to start using all the jumbled up thoughts in my head for a greater good. So, expect to see a deep and meaningful blog around this time every week. The topics will be whatever happens to be on my mind at the time I sit down to write, so expect the unexpected. I'm sooooo getting the highest bloggers badge. :-). Anyway, here we go:
 

 This is not quite my typical rant on the job market and such, but today was a real eye opener of something I've never ever considered, nor could I imagine. I've always known that certain people don't understand certain things, and I know that some are more clueless than others. Some people are flat out liars, and some flat out incompotent. That's just how things are as is with any line of work.

A tribute to Patrick Swayze, Rest In Peace!

Have you ever died? Clearly not, since you are sitting behind a computer screen, reading this blog. Yet, as I sit writing it, I am reminded that I died, and came back. I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. I stood above the world and saw what it would be like if I died. I got to see something that very few people get to while alive here on earth, and I have come away with a greater understanding of the effects we have on other people and just how many people might care, even when you find yourself alone in the world.

This was too good not to share.....

Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.
It is the most-requested column I've ever written.
My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:

1.  Life isn't fair, but it's still good.