I'm out of practice. All my words start with love, end with love and somehow mostly mean love. How's that for something to write about? Most of us, as people, spend alot of time analyzing the ins and outs and the wherefores and whereartthou's of this thing called love. I did. For me, I think …
I am not gone
I missed you and now I am here with you. And here's the coolest thing...I'd gladly sacrifice one more day away from home just to have you beside me. One more day from home. I've been gone long. Five days on a ship without communication is just over the top. Tomorrow, I will roll into …
Love and Dancing
Last night while sitting at the Broken Spoke watching Traci Lynn, I was reminded that real and familiar love does exist for some people. I watched a couple, topping their 80's, who were a magnificent reflection of the kind of real love that smiles and dances and breathes a life of its own. I guess …
Dixie's Road Trip 