I never claimed my blog would be consistent, timely or well-written. In fact, based on my lack of posts and readers, I think my blog sucks. But lately, I've felt uninspired. Or lazy. There is a fine line. So, I thought I'd write.
A year after my dad died, I see my family dealing with new heartaches. There never seems to be a shortage of sadness. Or, in my family, laughter.
Hmmm ending this post abruptly because I no longer feel like writing (Uninspired or lazy? You decided).
