Originally I didn’t start this blog to post poetry, but since that’s what I’ve been writing my whole life, or at least the past million years – that’s what became comfortable. Well, I’m past that. Life is not comfortable and in this day and political atmosphere, there is nothing easy about my comfort level when writing. I want so much for the future. I am a woman, a wife, a mother, and now a grandmother of four under the age of six, with the oldest being five. I’m invested in the future and don’t really know how to navigate. I’m smart, educated, employed and worried. That should sum it up for a lot of people. And…I care, I honestly care. So what am I going to do with this? I don’t know. This will be continued.