Prep...

One of the many skills that I learnt from watching my Mother is to not speak when you have nothing to say.  We were two females in amongst a male dominated community.  We were happy to let the menfolk do their thing because we were able to get on with ours.  We were quite capable of looking after ourselves and our needs, so the occasional time either of us would say we needed something to be bought, moved or cleaned up, it was done.  Because the menfolk knew that if we could do it, we would have, they also knew that if we were asking, it would be because we couldn't. 
There was never any nagging, fuss or arguments. 

When I first started writing my way out of the mess that I felt taken hostage by, I didn't think anyone but me would actually be reading it.  I certainly never imagined that you'd check back every few days.  Most of the time I know that I'm worthy and that people care about me and because I care about you, I should have prepared you that I'll only write when I've got something to say.

I'm also a NOW girl.
Whoever's in front of me gets all of my attention.
This week I've been privileged to give all of my attention (and words) to Julie so I didn't want to write because I didn't want to miss one second with her.  And because it was such a profound week, it's also impossible to put into words and words I never want to feel I have to force.  As I've said before, Brand E is Bullet Point One about integrity and I never want to write words that don't mean anything to me because it would be an insult to your interest and/or caring.  It would become like nagging where you would eventually switch off. 

So maybe check back once a fortnight, or even each month.
If I've been productive you'll get a pleasant surprise.
If I haven't, you can be sure I'm immersed in my own pleasant surprise and I'll probably share the high/lowlights with you when I can...

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