It’s almost the end of another year. I have been on this planet for a long time. And still, I have lots to learn.

I blog on Sunday mornings and that means I have only one more this year. Next week needs to be brilliant!

My sister had major surgery last week and I was unable to visit because I had a virus. I couldn’t help the surgeon anyway, but I could have been a show of support.

The other sister has problems of her own in Arizona and I couldn’t help her either. I guess I was supposed to stay home lately.

My editor contacted me this week wondering how the edits for Smugglers of Sandhill Island were coming. I said I had a respiratory virus, Christmas, a sick sister, a new computer, and other excuses, but I would get back to it. She said no rush. I wonder if she really meant that, but . . .

Christmas is this week. I have company coming Tuesday night and then Wednesday night I am traveling out of town. I am blessed to have two dinners to attend. I will run the vacuum cleaner before company comes and make one small dish. It won’t be a big dinner like Thanksgiving. But I will get to see one side of the family. Then the next night I’ll see the other side. Many people aren’t so lucky.

I hope your Christmas is warm and inviting. I hope you have more than enough to eat and are surrounded by friends and family. I hope you remember the reason for Christmas, and you are able to share your good luck with the world. I still must come up with a tag line for next year. I’ve almost worn out the old one. But that is Another Story for another Time.

What are you reading/writing/creating this week?