Apparently being a homeschool Marm and having babies on the move, who think napping is an optional activity, cuts into my writing time. A month has just flown by without me. It isn't for lack of having things to say. I have lots to say. I might not remember what I am saying, what I've said, or want I wanted to say most days. Again, I blame that on the two darling babies who don't love sleep as much as I do. It's probably best I haven't written in a month. It's been a rollercoaster at home, in our state, and across the country. I've started to write and then deleted more Facebook posts than I have published this month. Sometimes it just feels good to write it. It also feels good to delete it when you're done. The mantra we learned in kindergarten is still true. "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all." My better half has helped keep me grounded in this, and I appreciate him more everyday because of it.