The way it is.

I'm sitting here, studying. Or not studying. Im watching my 9 month old daughter crawl all over our back patio. She's beautiful, so beautiful that sometimes to look at her it amazes me. She is my world, sometimes I believe she is all I have, the only person that I will ever completely trust. That is until she turns 14, but that can be worried about in due time. 

Watching her I wonder how anything can be wrong in the world. In her world? 

I am thinking I am perhaps not as good at "blogging" as first anticipated. Maybe another day when I am feeling in a more appropriate mood. Duty calls anyhow. 

S