I started this blog a few months ago as a way to decompress from all the crazy stuff going on in my life. What happened after that? I got busy, life got even crazier and now I'm addicted to reading everyone else's blogs.

At first, it was to try to get some insight into what it was like for the U.S. military personnel deployed in Iraq (more on that later...), then from there it was to read about what it was like for the loved ones of those deployed. Finally, and where I'm at now, is to read what it's like for those in Iraq and those living through this time. The stories of the two Mosul girls have stuck in my head and my heart aches for them, and their families. I want to comfort them, tell them it will all be ok, but who am I to do that?

Last night, I was trying to fall asleep and the fog horn in the distance was driving me crazy. A combination of the fog and the still air made the horn sound like it was in my bedroom and I couldn't settle. Then I thought, who am I to complain about a fog horn, a beacon of safety, when others in the world can't fall asleep because of the sound of bullets and bombs?

Needless to say, I definitely had a hard time sleeping last night....

So today, I am going to restart my blogging. Not even sure if it's all that productive, but if I enjoy reading them so much, maybe writing will be cathartic as well. I have always dreamed of writing my own book on the adventures and insanity that crowds my daily life... Now if only I could figure out this HTML business, we'd be golden.