Sorry doesn’t cut it!

I would like to start off with, sorry.

I know you are thinking: sorry doesn’t cut it.

I haven’t posted a blog in over a year, and I know you have missed my witty wisdom and comical events that seem to happen to me. Honestly, I am sorry. The bad fact is, I have no excuse. Other than I was binge watching Game of Thrones for the first time ever. (that was worth the time) I also moved to California from Oklahoma. The death of my little sister sent me into a whirlwind of emotions that I thought I didn’t have. Then I realized the fact that I was an awful big sister anyway. I’M NOT KIDDING ON THIS ONE!

The emptiness in my family from my little sister’s death is a silence that I can’t fathom. I have a dark sense of humor, I have seen death up close at the hospital I worked at. No more thinking of that. I do miss my little sister, she was the strongest woman I know to survive what she did.

My mother, at the age of 80 years of age is alone for the first time in her life. My step-father passed away three months after my little sister was killed in the car accident, and that is the reason I came to California. To be with my mom for awhile.

Buuuuuuuut, I miss my son and his family. I want to hear the laughter of my grandkids playing in the front yard. I want to hear my son call out, “MOM! bring me the power pack for the drill.” I don’t have the closeness with my California family that I do with my Oklahoma family.

The good point of being in California is I have so much time to write now. (I know why wasn’t I writing before now. I just didn’t know where to start.)

I have written a Christmas fantasy story for next Christmas, and co-write a novel with my mom. The Chat Pile is the life my mother should’ve had. Interesting to learn this about my mom. I nice love story, with some truths in The Chat Pile by M.I. Norman.

I have made a goal to write on my blog once a week, and try to build up my followers again.

Join, me, again, for an adventure in the World of Make Believe…