And then I find myself getting introspective. However, both of those things are exhausting. I want to try having a schedule of sorts, some routine in my blogging to add consistency and encourage simplicity. Sometimes, less is more.

How did I get so lucky? I think this all the time. How did I luck out enough to be born in the United States? How different would my life be if I were born somewhere else where poverty, disease, and death are a daily part of life? Then it hit me. Food, money, and material possessi.

Monday night may be a perfect snapshot of our visit with Holly. We listened to Pandora favorites and sipped tea while baking a St. While the passing snow storm gave us an extra day with her, saying goodbye today was tough.