It’s too bad that I wasn’t in a “Who can walk the most steps?” contest. I would have brought home the trophy. My goodness. I was up and down and in and out of my chair like a mama of four toddlers at the supper table. I wandered around the kitchen, looked at my bookshelves, checked to see if the mail had come, opened and closed the dishwasher, and just … wandered. Aimlessly. What was I trying to do? Write. Ooftah. That thin, little black cursor just kept blinking on the white sheet of paper on my computer screen. The words Continue Reading