Brad couldn’t come, by the way, because he had another gig, and Eddy had to take his own car cuz he has piano students until two, so thank goodness Kristin is helping me drive so I can catch up with where we…
And I am checking in to say this is fun, trying to stay on top of the blogging!
Hope to find many Starbucks along 1-35 North.
If not, here is a thought for the moment:
The highest reward for a person’s toil is not what…
Make: Ford Windstar
Doors: 4 and rear hatch
Color: White with smeary dirt gray
Job: Get Sara and the Kids around
Today’s Task: Carry Sara and Crew to Fort Worth for MacHenry Show!
First stop: Kristin deWitt’s house
Second stop: Starbucks to submit next entry
It will be time to get in the car
And head towards another performance
A living dream
A hope that this will be the one that awakens a soul…my soul, your soul, someone’s soul…
To purpose continued, living…finding, stretching. Shaking it up.
Because you can.
Gentle kisses of the tongue upon my lips
A kiss hello, a kiss goodnight…a kiss in the mid-morning to say
“You matter to me…”
The soft pink tender skin upon skin
Looking past the moment of desire
And into the future of many more kisses
And sparkling and ready for the highway.
Looking for adventure……..orrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whatever comes my way……
I’m in ragged old cut offs, and about to, finally, go clean out the van for today’s trip.
I look forward to the day I can have a vehicle that doesn’t use gas. I would love an electric van. Or a van…
I was just writing a letter of love to a friend of mine who had a miscarriage last week…and as I sealed the envelope with a gentle kiss, I had a call from someone else that another friend’s son committed suicide.
(written by me, Sara Hickman, for my grandma and grandpa, Martha and Al Hickman in 1970 when I was seven years old…I still have the original sheet music I wrote out so my grandma could play it on the piano!)
For upcoming birthdays
Sending cards to loved ones far away
Getting ready to make a set list for tonight
About to clean out the van
Whoo! It is hard to stay on a half hour schedule and write every half hour!