Well hello again. Two posts in two days, oh my.

I’m visiting over Blonde Monde today and hope you’ll stop in for a read and a comment or two. I wrote about my first date, ever. I was 18. True story.

Also, thank you for the kind comments and emails about my family story yesterday. Because some of you asked, I’ll tell: The story is about how my mother, at age 11, found out her father had passed away.

I wish I could have met my him.