I know it’s been a while. We’ll discuss everything in due time, I promise. Growing up, I had an interesting relationship with “later”. Sunday School later was this noble place in time where the most faithful receive their reward. In my house “later” was just another word for “No”. In
I have been a solid Dog-Mom for the last three years, and like a Black small-footed Peggy Hill, here I find myself pregnant with a son that I never imagined would be. Yes, I know where babies come from. No, I didn’t think that I was in the danger zone.
I’ve been away for a while taking care of some business that simply did not allow for much time to blog. I took a stab at completing a review but just like everything else that didn’t make it to priority one boarding on my mind plane, it got left behind.
2015 was interesting and long as hell. This year felt like 3 of them jammed together with 1 Winter and 2 long Springs. This year was so odd that I decided to be sure that I captured the major moments of my own life and share them with you, my
Black Maggie 