Here it is a month later and I am still making excuses for not blogging. What can I say, it is much more fun to read blogs than to blog and, since I have taken up quilting, it is even worse. I continue to find new blogging buddies, and read about their adventures. As I am sure you have figured out by now, I live in Oklahoma. One week ago tomorrow, a monster touched down about 5 miles from us, and destroyed things that would never be the same, lives, homes, families, and on and on. Of course, we consider ourselves fortunate, but on the other hand feel such sadness in the loss of lives, children that will never live to grow up, Mom and a baby seeking refuge, but only thought they found it, and on and on. Once again tears here in the Heartland where people will pick themselves up, brush themselves off and begin their lives again. If one thing speaks to me, it is that we don't know how much time we have left, a minute, or 16 minutes as those children in the schools had. I don't know what I would have done if had been closer to home, close to that little red head that we live day to day to watch grow up. How does anyone ever get over that loss. I can't begin to fathom it. Much love to all of you that have lost so much.