Hello, World!

My daughter worries about me.

Three years after losing my husband (don’t you just love that term…..as if I could walk down the block and find him!) she decided it was time to give a little direction to my life.

The last few summers I have been able to travel and each time I sent daily emails of my adventures to friends. As well as keeping in touch, it provided me with a journal of the trip. When I returned home, I printed out those emails. My memory isn’t what it used to be, so if I am asked for a recommendation about sightseeing or restaurants, I can flip through my folder and voila!

My daughter, as well as several friends, urged me to continue these emails. “Turn them into a blog”! Obviously I can’t continually travel, but perhaps there are every day occurrences that deserve observation.

I live in a small town with a big university. I have wonderful friends and those who have surprised me by being not so wonderful. My children are absolutely perfect, their spouses are wonderful and my grandchildren are gifted.

My husband was ill for 18 years and I was his caregiver. He was a good guy and certainly didn’t deserve the trials of Job. He loved his children deeply and stayed alive until they were grown. He would have been 69 tomorrow.

So I’ll give this blogging thing a try. Hopefully it will make me think about my life in a different way. If not, it will at least make my daughter happy.

Florrie, this one’s for you!